Roku had seen enough airbending training during his time among the Air Nomads to know that Gyatso’s spiraling foot-work, arcing strikes, and wheeling kicks were better than most. He flowed fluidly between each stance, each movement, each turn and spin. It was as if he was dancing with the wind itself. He was more graceful than most of the Airbenders twice his age who’d already earned their arrows—it was no wonder Sister Disha had taken a special interest in helping him. Yet Gyatso only produced the expected blasts of air a fraction of the time. And even then, the gusts were sputtering and
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