The night is cold but bright, the weaving lights of the aurora causing dancing shadows along the quiet streets of the Water Capital. You watch the occasional patrol of Water Keepers around the estate just before a voice whispers behind your shoulder. He is alone in his chambers. You look back and see the dull grey eyes of your mentor, his mask hiding his expression though you sense excitement in his gaze as he studies you. Show me how one of Ice moves unseen, hidden beneath the surface.
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