Azula comes to the observation deck every day now, to enjoy the view and to think about current events in the Legion and how to be position herself. It was quite a bit to consider, these days.

She was started though when she first saw the woman. At first glance, she thought it was her mother again but no, this was a different person, though her bearing was the same as Ursa's, regal and powerful and beautiful. All things Azula had always wanted to be.

"Who are you?" she said, struggling to keep her voice steady.