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"You're such a prick," Song hissed as she ran out, raising a hand up and blasting air out. The nobleman was sent flying backward in his robes. Before the teenage girl could react Song reached out and caused the earth beneath her to sink, sending her plummeting down until only her head stuck out. Song flexed her wrist before running after the downed nobleman. Lun had tried to teach her control of water, but the technique didn't suit her. With all her might she couldn't move a drop. Fire and Earth she could do the basics - slight movements, generating heat, but air - air had proved to be her true calling. "You," Song called, raising a hand as the nobleman attempted to rise again and blasting him down with a gust of wind. "Do you have a ship?" She called, pulling out a small knife from her back pocket. She aimed it at the dazed man's throat as she knelt beside him in the wild grasses. "A ship?" She repeated, trying to be as clear as possible.

"We rode her, three hours from the estate in the north," The nobleman spat desperately. Song stared at the man for a second before raising and looking at Lun. "They don't have a ship," She called. "And Wu's apprentice is still hunting you, Lun."