“What gives you the right to decide?” she asked. “Are you part of another brotherhood? Are there more people like you? Is someone paying you?” He shook his head, dodging her questions. “Doesn’t everyone have the right to decide?” he said. “Isn’t the Avatar a person like me? Someone who shapes the world with their choices?” She was going to protest that no, the Avatar had the recognition of the spirits and Four Nations, but she found her tongue tied in the wake of his argument. He gripped his forearms behind his back and gazed across the canyon. “I would declare the lowliest peasant is like the
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