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Azula nodded as she un-crossed her arms. It had started to rain lightly outside, making the people look up at the sky in complete confusion and shock. Most people had checked the weather before leaving their houses and saw that there was not going to be any rain. Azula’s mood was worsening at the minute, and that was never a good thing.
“It’s not fair that you’re forcing people to work for you. They should be able to decided if they want to work for you or not.” She paused and then continued. “I agree with Luke, I rather be in a cage than being forced to work for you.”