As Semak stood on the edge of reality a giant precipice began to form in front of his dumbfounded eyes. An unprecedented number of unnamed beasts were surrounded by pools of swirling water. Waiting. He looked towards his chest to grab hold of the pendant, but it was gone. He felt empty without it, for it had filled the hole his bending previously occupied. It had made him feel special again.
"What are you doing here?" Korra's voice was brittle, her fingers trickled along a vine hanging down from above, "I feel as though I've been here before." Her mind trailed away, before focusing on the worried expression on Semak's face.
"We're in the Spirit World, and I think it has something to do with the pendant. I can't find it, have you seen it?"
"Maybe its because I'm becoming a fully fledged Avatar." Korra wore a defiant grin, which was withered as she stared into the chasm in front of them. Deep within a misty haze began to rise, growing as it did so. Slowly, long and spindly arms formed from the deformed shell the beast now resembled. By the time it was level with Korra and Semak, a good thirty feet above the foot of the precipice, it had a small, disproportionate head which sat on top of the spiderlike mound beneath it, floating ominously like a dark cloud about to rain.
This was like nothing Korra had faced before, and like nothing Semak had seen in any book. It stared at them with it's tiny, grey eyes which were set back, deep into its face. It seemed to have a third eye which was closed, positioned between the other two. Besides the dark beast, Korra and Semak weren't alone. The unnamed creatures were still and silent, each of them aware that they were not the intended target.
Korra pushed Semak out of the way and thrust her right arm forwards towards the beast. She expected fire to soar through the air, but nothing happened. She continued, clenching her fists tighter and shutting her eyes.
"It's no use. Bending has no effect in the spirit world," Semak put his hand on Korra's shoulder. He could tell she hated being powerless as much as he had.
"I'm impressed." the dreary voice that had challenged Mako earlier was present. But how was he in the Spirit World? Semak could hardly understand how he himself had made it. "What I do now, Avatar Korra and Semak of the Northern Water Tribe... what I do now, I do with good intentions. I am afraid you may get in the way of my plans, and we wouldn't want anyone to get hurt." There was something sinister about the tone the voice used. It sent a chill down both Semak and Korra's spines. "I see you have met my beast, grown from the darkness we are all capable of. It has a most unusual power. You see, it cannot kill, yet it can destroy so much. We shall meet again, as we have done before." The voice faded to a whisper, a distant echo laughing miles away.
Suddenly, shrieks began to erupt from the floating beast. Korra covered her ears screaming, as the third, central eye opened, shining a bright light which caused the Avatar to levitate. She was writhing in pain and desperation. Voices containing distant memories were shouted from the beast's toothless mouth. Semak could pick out fragments of phrases which resonated in his weary mind. "Koh", "Mo Ce Sea", "Avatar Aang and Fire Lord Zuko". As they felt the Sprit World closing on them, and their mind's returning to Air Temple Island they could see flashes of Aang, Roku and Kyoshi in each of the creatures arms.
