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*•BY FALVIA NAR•*

"Want a refill?" Bryan asked, looking over at me

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"Want a refill?" Bryan asked, looking over at me.

We were both sitting down in his treehouse, reading those three books we borrowed from the Fire Tribe's library.

He had offered me some energy drinks so I'd stay focused. He was having some, too.

"I'll take you up on that," I said, handing him my cup.

I was on page two hundred out of six hundred. And yet there was nothing beneficial, everything written was common knowledge about Masters of all Four.

"Here you go," Bryan put my cup next to me, and sat back down, continuing his own book.

We sat in silence for fifteen more minutes, until Bryan finally found something. "Listen to this, Masters of all Four can communicate with each other from anywhere in the universe through signals!" Bryan exclaimed.

"Damn it, Bryan. In what world is this beneficial? Stavros is the only living Master of all Four!" I exclaimed, groaning.

"Hey, maybe there's another one out there," he started. "Cleudor is huge, I'm sure we can find one."

Bryan really thinks he and I can solely find the rarest type of benders in the universe? What an idiot.

I bet we can find one of the extinct people who can talk to animals before we find another Master of all Four.

I hadn't realized I'd been glaring at Bryan like I'm about to kill him. Honestly, I wanted nothing more than to set him on fire.

"Why are you glaring at me like that?" he asked, a look of confusion on his face.

"I'm hoping you'll spontaneously combust."

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