Axylia Putris -part10-Axylia Putris -part10- by ~fiery-kisses
He watched as the battle unfolded in front of him in the courtyard, the heat of the flames reaching even him, hidden behind the nearby pillars. It was fascinating to watch, beautiful and terrible at the same time, how the blue and red flames clashed, and burning higher and higher, waves of heat rolling away burning the skin on his face slightly. It left him speechless and in awe, yet slightly shivering too.
And when Azula charged her lightning, he knew she would not shoot it at her brother, whom he recognized as Li with a hint of satisfaction, but at Katara who stood a short way off to the side. His first instinct was to shout out, and run for her, but then he saw the shift in the fire nation princes gaze, and then his body moving out of its own accord, and for a terrible split second Jet thought the boy would not make it in time. Fortunately and unfortunately, he did, but then the princess charged at the water bender, and he knew he had to do something to stop her, but it
Axylia Putris part 8Axylia Putris part 8 by ~fiery-kisses
WARNING! This chapter of Axylia Putris contains SPOILERS for the "The Boiling Rock" episodes! If you do not want to be spoiled, please do not read.
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From time to time voices would break through the haze that had taken over his mind, making all thoughts slow down and difficult to grasp. The voices would weave in and out of his consciousness, growing louder and softer at odd intervals. None of them sounded familiar, but that did not unsettle him.
It was more as if he could not make himself care about them, because they never mentioned his name, which meant he was not the focus of their attention, so his consciousness would slip again, gliding back into his memories, and the mist that just would not lift. That golden haze enveloped everything.
Then one day, he found himself staring at a pair of black-gloved hands, as the mist retreated from his mind. Surprised and confused he raised his head, to find himself on a strange platform, holding the princess upright,
Axylia Putris -part 7-Axylia Putris -part 7- by ~fiery-kisses
Relief and dismay flooded Azula as she heard the voices in the distance, but instead of looking into the direction of where they came from, she kept her eyes on the rebel. Thankfully, she caught his attempt to turn and run, and pushed him back gently, a blue flame jumping up as a safety measure, to ensure her superiority. He glared at her, but dropped his gaze with a startled spark in his eyes, quickly turning his head away, as if he were a pouting child, but when she looked down at herself, she inwardly smirked. So he was not oblivious to her charms then, since she was only dressed in her nightgown, which was badly torn after she had tended to his wounds. Suppressing a chuckle, she turned around, finally looking to the source of the voices, taking in the surroundings, quickly calculating the time the soldiers would need to reach them, and simultaneously forming a plan how to engage with the small troupe.
With a satisfied grin, she turned back again, looking at the rebel sitting uprigh