[center][b][color=0072bc]Siku
Southern Water Tribe[/color][/b][/center]

Siku watched in horror as fake Aang just casually destroyed half the village under a wave of sludge. People were screaming. Houses, memories, lives were being swept away like they meant nothing. 

“NO!” Siku shouted, raising both arms instinctively. He didn’t know what he was doing. The Avatar State had taken over. The tidal wave of sludge came crashing toward them, but froze midair, suspended in ice. With a stomp, the earth rumbled and cracked, diverting the force of the impact away from the villagers. 

“I told you to stop!” Siku said, though his voice no longer sounded like only his own. It echoed with many voices. “You twist the power of the Avatar for your own ends. You bring ruin and dare to call it balance. The Avatar is not a tyrant. The Avatar protects. And you… are no Avatar.”