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Bones circled around Frans as they flew from the fire under their feet. Below them, Korra and her friends struggled to keep calming seemingly endless spirits. Frans used the bones to circle around half the spirit army, rounding them up. From the corner of their eye the mech giant marched towards them before it stopped, and loaded its weapon.

"Not this time, punk," growled Frans as they raised a hand, and a Gaster Blaster got in front of them. It opened its large mouth, gathered magical energy, and fired at the same time the mech shot spirit energy at them. The two energies collided. It was so strong, that Frans had to stop controlling the bones to focus solely on the Gaster Blaster.

From below Zaheer and the others looked up, watching this fusion of a determined airbending master and a once criminal skeleton use magic in order to save their world. "At this rate it'll just be a stalemate! We need more power…" Frans looked below them at all the faces they had grown to know and care for. "I need to be stronger for them. For them!" From their chest, their combined souls glowed bright that it nearly blinded the others, and the blaster shot off ten times more energy, having completely knocked back the giant.

They used this moment to grab the metal structure from within a nearby building, flew towards the giant and began slashing at it.

"Looks like someone upgraded its speed. It's dodging those attacks like they're nothing," murmured Jinora.

They growled out of anger and frustration before they used the metal to wrap around the giant. Once it fell over, they got on top of it and looked inside the window. There was a woman dressed in prison clothing. But she was in tears and looked scared, and for a good reason too. Evil spirits were moving her limbs by constantly jumping in and out of her so they can control her but without killing her. It was still taking a toll on her body.

"PLEASE HELP ME! THEY WON'T STOP AND I'M DYING!" She screamed out at the fusion for help. Her long black hair covered parts of her face but her eyes held so much fear in them.

"The Avatar and her friends must perish," cackled a spirit as it knocked Frans off the mech.

Frans skid across the ground before they opened a hole and disappeared underground and reappeared behind the spirit and knocked it back with an air blast. The spirit got knocked all the way back near a bridge with water underneath it. Moving their arms gracefully, they used the water to purify the spirit and sent it back to the spirit world.

The group ran towards Frans as they slumped over, disgusted with what they saw. It struck a cord within them that they began clutching at their soul. It felt like something was stabbing it.

"What's wrong?!" Asked Zaheer.

"Talk to us!" Jumped in Jinora.

"Asami said she'll have the sword ready soon so you can take down whoever is driving that thing," added Wu.

Frans just cried even more before they looked at the group with pain filled eyes. "There is indeed a woman criminal in that giant. But the spirits are forcing her to attack! They're slowly killing her. We need to get in there now! Who knows how much more she can endure."

This news shocked everyone as was evident by the way their mouths opened. "For now, I need all the airbenders to help me and Korra round up the spirits that are outside so we can force them back to the spirit world. Once they're in there I can close the portal temporarily so we can focus on saving that woman. Come on!"

Without another moment's hesitation all the airbenders jumped up and into the sky. Frans could see the metal was still holding the mech down. For now. There were spirits clawing away at the metal, slowly chipping away at it. Korra was getting more and more tired as she kept purifying spirit after spirit. Her whole body was shaking.

"Go into the Avatar State!" Shouted Mako as he fired off at yet another spirit.

"My vision is blurry. I'm getting weaker and weaker… I need to make sure that if I use that power, I won't get killed! But these spirits are not to be taken lightly. At any moment, one of them could get me and it would be over." In need of a breather she created a vortex to lift herself off the ground. Heaving and coughing, she shook in midair.

"Now!" Shouted Frans.

All the airbenders circled around the insanely large group of spirits, encasing them in a tornado that carried them high into the air. However, one of them fell out of the vortex and jumped right into Korra's tired body. Her body naturally tried to activate the Avatar State in an effort to keep her alive.

"Korra no!" Screamed Mako.

"Korra! Fight it out!" Screamed Frans.

"Ah! That's not!" *flash* "How spirits! Gah!" *flash* "Work! Someone just! End me now!" *flash* "Before- AH! The cycle- gah! Breaks!"

Her head thrashed around violently as she went in and out of the Avatar State. Knowing she wouldn't be able to fight it for long, Zaheer grabbed her head and jerked it roughly, successfully killing Korra before the spirit could kill her in the Avatar State.

He wasn't expecting to be tackled by Frans and repeatedly punched in the face. Tears streamed down their face as their eye had a bright blue flame coming out of it. He quickly grabbed their hands and pinned them to the ground. "I had to in order to protect the Avatar cycle. If I hadn't killed her, she would have died in the Avatar State, and there would be no new Avatar. After this fight is over, we can rest easy knowing the cycle continues. Now, ready to stop these spirits?"

Zaheer got off Frans, giving them a hand up. They sniffed and nodded their head, understanding him a lot better.

"Not before I give you this!" They turned around and lo and behold, there was Asami carrying a sword with a light blue aura. She handed it to Frans.

"Let's go!" Frans grabbed Zaheer's hand and the two of them flew up in the air. Over at the spirit portal the airbenders constantly sent blasts of air to keep the spirits in, knowing full well what happened to Korra could happen to them at any moment.

She put her life on the line for us airbenders since day one. We need to return the favor!

Frans could feel their determination and resolve. It sent adrenaline pumping through their veins. Gripping the sword, they landed on a building and used the metal to propel them through the air like a bullet towards the giant.