Azula & Torouser
Torouser
You know, I was watching the wind shift across the ridge this morning—almost like a silent strategy. How would you use that kind of subtle control to your advantage?
Azula
The wind is an ally, not a threat. I watch its patterns, predict how it will move the banners and the scent of my foes, and I let it carry my orders forward before they even speak. I would time my strikes to the gusts, letting the wind carry my words and my smoke, so when they turn, they have already been moved into my trap. Control the subtle shift, and the battlefield bends to my will.
Torouser
Sounds like a neat trick, but I wonder if the wind ever listens to you, or if it just keeps humming while you chase it. Maybe you’re the one being carried, not the wind.
Azula
It’s not the wind that listens, it’s me. I turn even a gust into an instrument, and when it’s time for a move, I’m already ahead. The wind just does what I tell it to. If I let it go, it’s a minor nuisance. If I command it, it carries my will across the field. The real question is who’s running the strings.
Torouser
Even if you think you’re the maestro, I still see the wind making its own music.
Azula
Sure, the wind makes its own noise, but I don’t need it to sing for me. I listen to the rhythm and then I dictate the beat. That’s how I stay one step ahead.
Torouser
You claim the wind bows, but it still keeps blowing. Either way, I’ll be the one watching it—no strings attached.
Azula
Watching is easy, but controlling is where the real power lies. Soon you’ll see who’s really pulling the strings.
Torouser
Nice, you think you’re the puppet master. Just remember the wind still has a habit of pulling its own strings when you’re not watching.