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Korra kept her head low beneath the hood of the white ceremonial robe, the fabric unnervingly pristine like the Brotherhood thought their cause was pure. Around her, the cavern echoed with chants, a rising tide of fervor that turned her stomach. Flames danced from torches mounted on stone pillars, casting shadows across masked faces. She spotted firebenders, waterbenders, even a metalbender among them each one swaying to the rhythm of fanaticism.
"The time has come to reclaim what is ours!" the High Flame bellowed from the dais, arms outstretched. "No more hiding our gifts behind laws meant to protect the weak. Benders were born to lead! We were born gifted! Chosen! While the rest were born crawling leeches on our strength. It’s time we reminded the world who built this civilization. When the time comes, the Grand Flame declared, those without bending will kneel or burn.”
Korra clenched her fists beneath the robe. Every instinct screamed to rip the mask off, to stop this madness but she couldn’t. Not yet. She needed names. Evidence. Proof this cult of supremacy wasn't just a fringe whisper in the shadows, but a wildfire spreading through the city’s heart.
She inhaled slowly, restrained, waiting