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She stood up. “I have an idea.” The next morning, Lian went to the Kyoshi Bridge. The rally was loud—drums, flags, a man on a platform shouting about purity and sacrifice. But Lian didn’t join the crowd. She walked to the bridge’s center, where the stone had cracked from years of neglect. Then she knelt, placed her palms on the ground, and earthbent.

Now Kano worked as a stonemason by day and kept a low profile by night. He never firebent in public. Not even to light a candle. Mundo Avatar- Vida na Cidade

Roku appeared beside her, then two other half-Fire children Lian had never spoken to. Then an old Earth Kingdom veteran who sold cabbages and still limped from a spear wound. Then a waterbender healer who had married a Fire Nation deserter. One by one, they stood under the clay arch. She stood up

“That won’t work,” said a voice.

Lian spun. A girl stood ten feet away, arms crossed. She had sharp features and wore the yellow-green of the local militia—the Ba Sing Se Home Guard. But her eyes were amber, not brown. And her stance was too relaxed for an Earth soldier. But Lian didn’t join the crowd

They just stood.