It's okay, Hisame. Your girlfriend still loves you.

Well, that's consoling, at least. How about she goes to terrorize the Fire Nation one last time, then they can leave this sorry world?

The Keres will help. They can make a date of it.

Heeeee!

Maybe this evening. Or whenever the local sunset is, with the Fire Islands.

It'll be a few hours after the sun sets here.

Well, then they have plenty of ways to fill the time until then.

Indeed.

And in due time, they set off for the Fire Nation's home islands.

They arrive to find...

An awful lot of abandoned and even scuttled ships.

Hisame stares for a minute then bursts out laughing.

"Our work seems to have been done for us."

"I suspect that Azula figured out what we were planning. A decommissioned army is more use than a dead army, after all."

"Clever girl."

"We should definitely come back to this world, sometime."

"Well agreed."

"Should we cause a bit of a spectacle regardless, do you think, or fade quietly into the night?"

"Hmm. Let her go with this, I think. It's important to reward behavior you want to see more of."

"True."

"Let's head back, then."

Back they shall go.

Hisame relays the whole non-adventure to Mara, who agrees that Azula seems very fascinating. Very much so.

With their group: do they want to go ahead and move on?

Doesn't seem like there's much else left to do here, with this library denied them.

Then, after thanking Mara and their host again, and giving Appa a goodbye pat, Hisame dramatically unveils a portal to the next world.

The new world, or at least this part of it, is marshy. Damp ground and a chill mist in the air. In the distance, a single ray of sunlight pierces the steely grey clouds overhead.

"Huh!" says Hisame. "That's a bit of a change of climate, at least."

"I like this place's aesthetic, too."

"It's a bit gloomy."

"I am reminded of southern Ferelden."

"Places should be dedicated when they do have an aesthetic! Perhaps we'll meet bog zombies here."