“I’m sorry this didn’t happen sooner,” Kuvira admitted, letting out a hiss as she tried to lift her head up then decided to give up when the pain became too much for her to handle. “Do not try to save me, Avatar, I deserve this.” She said with a sigh, licking her lips slowly.
“The spirits of the innocents I have killed will rest in peace."
❝ No! Don’t say that! I’m not letting you die! ❞
She frowns, now lowering her voice and threateing to hold back any tears that began to form slowly. This wasn’t right.
❝ I need to try. I can’t let you go like this. ❞
Simple movements bend a small amount of water over to where the Avatar and the Great Uniter currently sit; hands positioning the cool water on the dying woman’s torso, continuing to bend the water as she attempts to heal the injuries.
