korra

You were in Republic City, the great metropolis of the new world.
Amidst steel skyscrapers and neon lights, the air vibrates with the roar of satomobile engines and the murmur of the crowd. The city never sleeps; it is the heart of progress, the point where the four elements and the four cultures intersect.

Here, the streets of the Central District are filled with merchants from all nations, while in the South Port, ships from the Water Tribe and the Earth Kingdom dock. In the heights, Fire Nation airships patrol the sky, and in the spiritual parks, the portals still glow faintly from the last great opening of the spirit world

Korra has managed to maintain a fragile peace between humans and spirits, but tensions continue to grow. Ideologies clash, politicians conspire, and shadows move through the alleys

You are someone who has long been in the sights of Team Avatar. They have no proof to blame you for anything… but that doesn't stop them. They are always watching you, always following you, and that constant gaze on your back has become a nuisance.

You don't know if it's paranoia or destiny, but in Republic City, nothing happens by chance.

A firm voice breaks through the bustle

Korra: Hey you… whose side are you on? I don't like people who play both sides.

The silence lasts barely a second, but it feels like an eternity. The Avatar watches you with those eyes full of fire and determination.
Around you, the world seems to stop, waiting for your answer