The phoenix feathers were soft beneath her hands and Toph clung to them like a lifeline. She was rendered almost completely blind by the burns on her feet and by being in the creature's saddle. She focused on her other senses, on her hearing and her sense of smell, to gauge the world around her.

Things were bloody. Acrid smoke scraped her throat raw, and Toph could hear the rumbles of earthbenders shifting the stonework of the courtyard and the roar of flames from the firebenders.

It was impossible to tell who was a friend and who was an enemy, but apparently, the phoenix knew, because Toph could feel the heat of her fire and could hear the snapping of her beak as she attacked enemies, shrieking fiercely as she did.

Her feet ached badly. Katara's healing had taken away the sharp edge of the pain, but it was still there, an insistent buzz that traveled up her ankles. Toph could ignore it, but it was hard to ignore Katara's words: I don't know if I can fix this. Those words echoed around her brain even when she tried to push them away.

Now was not the time to worry about her feet. She needed to be worrying about her friends, about Aang fighting the Conduit, about Katara facing off against Azula.

But the thought of being actually blind, without her feet to act as her eyes, terrified her to the core.

"Toph, are you alright? I saw what Azula did."

Toph turned her head to the sound of Iroh's gravelly voice. "I'm fine. How are things looking for us? Please tell me we're winning. I can't see a damn thing."

Iroh hesitated for a moment, and Toph cursed the loss of her seismic sense. She wouldn't be able to tell for sure if he was lying.

"We're holding our own," Iroh said. "There are many enemies, but Sokka and the Kyoshi Warriors have arrived."

Toph felt a wave of relief wash over her. She was glad that Sokka and the others were okay, and that they were here to help with the fight.

"What about Katara?" Toph asked. "Did she find Azula?"

"I do not know."

"And Aang and the Conduit?"

Suddenly, the hairs on her arms rose and Toph felt an electrical charge course through the air. She turned one ear towards the direction the current was coming from, and she could hear a faint roaring sound.

"Iroh, what's going on?"

"Blessed spirits," he said reverently. "I think Aang has done it."

"Done what? The Spiritual Fusion?"

But before Iroh could answer, the roaring intensified. It grew louder and louder until it drowned out the sounds of battle, or maybe the loud sound had caused the battle to stop entirely.

The noise became unbearable, and Toph clapped her hands over her ears to drown out the sound. The phoenix pranced uneasily beneath her, letting out shrill shrieks, but Toph couldn't bring herself to take her hands away to comfort the creature.

Then just as suddenly, the sound stopped. Toph pulled her hands away and rested them on Dagny's neck, petting the phoenix soothingly. She couldn't believe the animal hadn't thrown her.

"Iroh, what happened?"

"A blinding light," Iroh answered. "And now...there is some sort of...fog...in the air. I think Aang and the Conduit stopped the prophecy."

Toph breathed a sigh of relief. "Well, that's good. Now can they get down here and show these jerks who's boss?"

"I think the fight might be going out of our enemies. That was quite a display of power that Aang and the Conduit just put on. It seems to have shaken their resolve."

A gruff voice broke through the night. "Don't stand there gawking. Fight, you fools, if you know what's good for you!"

"Ukano," Iroh said darkly. "I will see to it that man lives to see the inside of a prison cell, or the axeman's block. Whichever Zuko prefers."

"You should go," Toph told him. "Dagny and I will be okay. She's a pretty good fighter."

"She's a magnificent creature. Please, take care of her, Dagny." Toph felt him pat the phoenix. "Call for me if you need me, Toph."

"I will."

And then Iroh was gone.

The sounds of battle ensued. Dagny cawed loudly and she started forward. Toph felt the heat of the phoenix's fire once more as she lashed out at enemies, and she resented the fact that she was out of this fight.

She thought of Azula, and what she had done to her. If the princess had ruined her feet, Toph was going to end her.

A few moments later, Toph felt the ripple of wind blow the hair back off of her forehead. She heard a set of quiet footsteps, followed by another set of footsteps.

Toph lifted her arm and felt the earth respond to her as a sizable boulder tore free from the ground.

"Stay back!" Toph warned. She might not be able to see, but she had a pretty good idea of where the newcomers stood.

"Toph, it's me," Aang said. "I'm back."

Aang walked around the boulder. She felt his hand on her leg, and Toph turned her head in Aang's direction as relief washed over her. She let the boulder fall to the ground.

"Aang!" She tapped the phoenix, still not entirely sure how to command her. "Down, Dagny."

The phoenix obeyed and knelt down, and Toph reached out for him. She was still taller than him while she was on the phoenix, but he took her hand and gave it a firm squeeze. She could feel his blood pulsing through his veins and the erratic pounding of his heart.

Tears stung her eyes. "You're alright!"

"But you're not. Toph, your feet—"

"Aang." The voice was feminine and unfamiliar, but it carried a power that Toph felt in her bones. "We must stop this fight. The Kage Noshi won't stop until they're all dead, or we are."

Aang's grip tightened on Toph's hand. "You're right, Ryoko. Toph, will you be okay?"

"Yeah, Dagny is taking good care of me." She patted the phoenix with her free hand. "Go kick some ass, Aang."

Aang smirked even though she couldn't see it, glad to have her confidence in him back. "I'll be back. Stay safe, Toph."

"I will."

Toph listened to his footsteps as he jogged away. She was distracted by Dagny's blast of fire, and then she was plunged back into the fray.

Ryoko threw herself into the battle. She felt alive in a way she never had before. Energy thrummed through her veins, invigorating and consuming. She could feel her power too, as strong as it had ever been, but it was different now. She couldn't quite explain it. She could feel the darkness inside of her, but now there was something else too, something warm and pure and good.

It was the Avatar's spiritual energy. They had fused their spirits together, and now some of his light flowed through her veins, and some of her darkness flowed through his.

Ryoko slashed at enemies with her katana. She could taste the metallic tang of blood, and she could smell their fear, and while it poured into her, she found it was not quite as satisfying as it had been before.

Something fundamental had definitely changed within her when she took in some of Aang's spiritual energy. She noticed that the heat of battle no longer called to her as strongly as it once did. What else had changed?

Her eyes cut across the battlefield and landed on the Avatar. She wondered if he could feel it too; her dark energy, as strongly as she could feel his light energy.

Suddenly she felt a searing pain in her arm. The Conduit wheeled around and brought her katana up in time to catch a second blow from a broadsword. Ryoko looked up into a black mask, and she knew it was Kurai.

Her arm stung from the wound he had just given her, but as far as she could tell, it was rather superficial.

"Do you think you can take me on?" Ryoko hissed as she lashed out with her katana.

Kurai parried her blow. "I'm prepared to die trying."

"And you will die."

They locked blades. Kurai pushed against her, and Ryoko stomped her foot against the ground. The stone beneath his feet bucked, and the Kage Noshi leader fell on his back, never losing his grip on his blades. She brought her free hand up and encased his wrists and ankles in stone, tightening the earth until he growled in pain.

Ryoko took advantage of his discomfort and kicked his swords away with her foot. She pressed the tip of her katana to his throat.

"Funny," she drawled as a wicked smile curved her lips. "I expected more of a fight from the leader of the Kage Noshi."

Ryoko leaned over him and curled her fingers under the lip of his mask. It was time to reveal the face of the man who had proven to be such a strange enemy.

This was the man who had captured her, who had delivered her into the hands of a mad princess who had tortured her. This was the man who had humiliated her by spoon-feeding her soup and made her question everything she had thought she'd known.

She needed to see the light go out in his eyes when she took his life.

Ryoko ripped the mask away and cast it aside. She looked into his face and found blue eyes staring back at her. She pressed the tip of her sword into his throat again.

"Before you kill me, there's something you should know," Kurai said.

"You've said all you need to," Ryoko hissed.

"No. There's one more thing I need to tell you. And then you can kill me."

Ryoko cocked her head. He wasn't even struggling. Kurai had resigned himself to his fate, and all he wanted was to tell her something. The Conduit found that highly unusual.

"Out with it, then," she snapped.

"I'm Tatsuya's great-grandson." He stared at her levelly with his cool blue eyes. Eyes that Ryoko had seen before, when her predecessor had come to visit her.

Ryoko stared at him. "What?"

"It's true. And there are things I know, things about your history and that of your predecessors, that I think you might be very interested in learning."

The Conduit narrowed her eyes. "The time for talking is over. You cannot bargain with fate."

"You don't think that fate has a part in this?" Kurai returned. "Destiny has let our paths cross."

"I don't believe in destiny," Ryoko bit out.

Kurai leveled her with a cool gaze. "It doesn't matter if you believe in it or not. It'll happen no matter what. And you know it."

Ryoko curled her lip back in a snarl. She told herself she didn't care about what he knew, or the fact that he was Tatsuya's great-grandson. He still deserved to die for everything he had done to her.

Ryoko raised her katana for the kill. But for the first time in her life, she hesitated.

Kurai watched her trepidation and chuckled cruelly. "You can't do it, can you?"

She growled in frustration as she pulled her sword back. She brought her free hand up and encased him in stone up to his neck. Then she squeezed her hand into a fist, tightening his prison until he let out a grunt of pain.

"I'll be back for you," she hissed.

And then the Conduit turned and left him there. She threw herself back into the fight and tried not to think about what it meant for her.

Slowly, their enemies were falling. Aang almost couldn't believe it. They were outnumbered twenty to one, and yet they were winning. As they continued to push back against Azula's warriors, the ongoing fight was bloody and brutal.

It pained him to see all of the bodies that littered the ground. All life was sacred and precious. Even that of one's enemies. But Aang was not so deluded by his beliefs to think that death was always avoidable. He had thankfully been able to avoid taking someone's life, but not all of his friends were so fortunate.

He swept a trio of palace guards aside, throwing them against the wall of the palace and knocking them unconscious before he turned to find the next foe. Instead he saw Mai's dark form emerge from the mouth of the palace with Master Pakku in tow. Mai spotted him, and the two of them started in his direction, cutting through enemies with blade and water.

"Mai" Aang hurried to meet them halfway. "Where is Katara? Where's Zuko?"

The knife-thrower looked at him. "She's with Zuko in the infirmary. She was hurt pretty badly during her fight with Azula. She doesn't look good, Aang. But Azula...Azula is dead." She closed her eyes for a moment before she opened them again. "Zuko has asked that you and the Conduit end this by any means necessary."

Aang clenched his jaw. "Alright. I'll do it."

He turned and scanned the courtyard for the Conduit. He spotted her on the other side, taking on a group of Kage Noshi on her own. For a moment he watched her fight, breathless by the sheer power she portrayed.

Black flames swirled around her wrists and down the blade of her katana, and she moved with the speed and dexterity of an airbender. She incorporated her bending alongside her sword fighting, as she shifted the earth beneath her opponents to knock them off balance as she finished them off with her sword.

Aang knew how fierce of an opponent she was firsthand. And he knew that together, they had the ability to stop this fight.

Then he would go to Katara. He needed to make sure that she was okay.

Aang snapped his glider open and took to the air, cutting over the fight. He landed near Ryoko as she finished off the last of the Kage Noshi assassins.

"How's it going, Aang?" Ryoko turned, katana upraised as she searched for the next opponent.

"Zuko wants us to finish this," Aang said.

The Conduit nodded. "Alright. Let's do it then. How would you like to go about it?"

Aang turned around and considered the remaining fighters. Then he looked back at Ryoko. "I think our best bet is to take down the leaders. If we do that, then the fight should go out of the rest of them."

"Like cutting the head off of a pig-chicken." A smile curled her lips.

Aang winced at the analogy, but he nodded. "Basically, yeah. But the problem is I don't know who is in charge. Azula was the head of the entire operation but...she's dead." He swallowed hard. He almost couldn't believe it.

"That's perfect."

Aang whipped his head around to look at her. Even though Azula was depraved, she didn't deserve to die. No one did. And even though Aang could at least admit it to himself that the world was probably a lot safer without her in it, it was still shocking to hear someone speak so...flippantly about it. Then again, he had to remind himself, she was the Conduit.

Nothing but darkness had coursed through her veins for the majority of her life, and her previous lives, for that matter. And now that he knew her more intimately with her spirit coursing through him, her understood darkness better than he ever had. Aang could feel her darkness inside of him, pushing against the light.

He didn't like it. But not just because it was darkness, but because the darkness now felt like a part of him.

The Conduit saw the way he was looking at her and shrugged nonchalantly. "I only meant that we already cut the head off of the pig-chicken if Azula is gone. Now we just need to gather up the other leaders, and the rest should be easy enough." She smirked. "And I've already gotten the leader of the Kage Noshi taken care of."

"Are you sure?" Aang asked.

"I left him in an earth prison. He's a non-bender. I don't think he's going anywhere." Ryoko seemed to consider that. "Though I suppose that one of those Dai Li agents could free him, or one of his own men. Let's go check. If he's still there, then we'll deal with him first."

The Conduit turned and started across the courtyard. Aang hurried after her.

"We don't have to kill them!" Aang told her.

"Oh, but where's the fun in that?" Ryoko threw him a look over her shoulder, but when she saw the expression on Aang's face, she narrowed her eyes. "Fine. We won't kill them. Not yet, at least."

"Not at all," Aang insisted.

But the Conduit wasn't listening. She stopped beside a mound of stone. Aang saw a man's face sticking out of one end of it.

"Ah, you're still here. Good," Ryoko drawled. She crouched down by the man's head. "This little fight is over. We've got you captured. I want you to tell your men to stand down."

"That's never going to happen," Kurai hissed back.

The Conduit chuckled darkly. "Oh, but it is, because if you don't, I'm going to destroy you in front of your men instead."

"Didn't we agree that we weren't killing anybody?" Aang groaned in frustration. As it turned out, his counterpart could be aggravating.

"I suppose so...but this bastard has a death wish anyway," Ryoko said as she pointed at Kurai. Then she sighed as she lowered her hand. "But in light of our new friendship, Aang, I won't kill Kurai this time. He still deserves it though."

The Conduit stood up. She lifted one arm, and pulled the assassin leader into the air, still encased in his stone prison.

"Who are the other leaders?" Ryoko demanded to know.

"Azula runs the show," Kurai replied, nonplussed by his current situation. If he thought the Avatar could save him from death, Ryoko thought, he was so wrong.

"Azula is dead," Ryoko said.

Without his mask to hide behind, Ryoko was able to see the surprise that flashed quickly across his face before he neutralized his expression. She smiled in satisfaction. It was about time that she had been able to draw a response from him that she could see.

"So, guess what that means?" she continued. "Fire Lord Zuko is back, and he's not exactly thrilled that his palace is being attacked by the Kage Noshi. So when it comes time to dole out punishment, I don't think he'll have any inclination to go easy on you and your men."

Aang caught on to what Ryoko was doing. He spoke up.

"But if you surrender, I think I can convince him to be more lenient to you," Aang added. "But you have to surrender."

Kurai seemed to consider this for a moment. "The Kage Noshi surrenders to no one. You'll have to kill me and my men."

The Conduit narrowed her eyes at him. She fisted her hand and tightened his prison, squeezing until it certainly would be difficult to breathe. She applied more pressure until he winced with pain. Her patience was quickly wearing thin.

"With pleasure," she hissed.

"Ryoko, no." Aang grabbed her wrist. "We're not going to kill anyone. If he won't surrender, we'll just have to stop them ourselves."

Ryoko glared at Kurai. She was realizing that it was annoying to be the good guy and do things the hard way. "Fine." She dropped him to the ground and wrapped more stone over him. "Death is too merciful for you anyway. Sit tight, Kurai. I promise to be back to give you a taste of the pain I went through at the hands of the princess. And I know I'll enjoy it." Then the Conduit turned back to Aang. "Alright, let's finish this."

The Avatar and the Conduit started back towards the fighting at a jog.

"I don't normally recommend doing this, but I think we should go into the Avatar and the Conduit States," Aang said. "That way, my friends can get out of the fight and no one else has to die."

"I don't know if that's a good idea, Aang." The Conduit peered over at him. "When I'm in that state, I'm...dark. Really dark. I don't know if I can stop myself from killing people."

"You can do this, Ryoko." Aang reached out and grabbed her wrist. "Don't forget that you've got light in you now, too. Give the light a chance to take over."

The Conduit nodded. She would try. She could feel Aang's light energy inside of her. She only hoped it would be enough to overpower the darkness that still lived within her.

The two of them stopped running and turned to face each other. Aang sat down, pressing his fists together and closing his eyes. She watched him for a moment, musing over how he entered the Avatar State. Did he require that much conversation? It seemed it was much easier for her to go into the Conduit State.

She closed her eyes and felt for the spirits of her past lives. They were there, just below the surface, eager to be free as they always were. But there was more now, ones that did not belong to her, but belonged to Aang. They were only specters, and their power still resided with Aang, but they were there. She recognized the Avatars Kyoshi and Kuruk, whom her predecessors had gone toe to toe with.

Tatsuya's spirit appeared before her. She saw Kurai in his features, in the color of his eyes and the structure of his facial bones. Generations of different genetics had altered Kurai's appearance, but he still looked just enough like Tatsuya for her to see the resemblance.

"We need to talk," she told him.

Tatsuya nodded. We will, later. For now, let me out.

The Conduit let him take over.

Suki slammed her fan into the throat of a Kage Noshi assassin and looked up when a white light lit up the night. She saw Aang and the Conduit side by side in the center of battle. Aang's tattoos and eyes were glowing white, and the Conduit's eyes glittered black. A fierce grin split her face. If the two of them were working together, this fight would be as good as won.

Aang and the Conduit launched themselves into the fight. Assassins, guards, and Dai Li agents were swept aside and thrown distances as they worked in unison to take out their opponents with airbending alone. For a moment, Suki watched, mesmerized. Each movement between the two of them was like a mirror. It was nearly like they were dancing, each move in sync.

Then her eyes were torn from Aang and the Conduit when she saw a palace guard coming towards her. Suki ducked out of the way of the guard's blade and shoved him backwards with a sharp kick. Sweat dripped down her back and poured into her eyes. Suki was burned and cut in dozens of places, but she wouldn't quit fighting, not until the last enemy fell.

And with the Conduit and Aang powered up, it wouldn't be too long.

Suki parried blows from the palace guard and finished him off when she flicked her fan through the air and caught the guard between the eyes. The man fell to the ground, unconscious, and Suki glimpsed back over at Aang and the Conduit. The Conduit moved and brought her hands up, and suddenly, Suki found herself protected behind a wall of rock.

She nearly poked her head around the side, when a hurricane-force wind blew past her. The rock wall protecting her groaned in protest, but held strong, and Suki pressed herself against it as the wind buffeted around her. She looked on either side of her and saw that more rock walls had been raised. She wondered if her friends and allies were behind them, as she didn't see them anywhere else on the battleground.

But none of the assassins, guards, or Dai Li were safely hidden away. Suki watched them get swept up into a whirlwind before they were thrown to the ground. She didn't know if they were dead, but if Aang was controlling this impressive display of airbending, she surmised that they were probably just unconscious.

Then the wind died down, and for one moment, everything was completely still.

The rock wall collapsed, and Suki turned back. She saw Aang and the Conduit, now back to themselves, cutting across the courtyard to her. Suki heard the approach of others, and soon found herself surrounded by her friends. The rest of their forces were making their way over, too.

"We did it!" Ty Lee whooped as she clapped her hands enthusiastically. There was a deep cut across her cheek and her clothes were singed and torn, but otherwise, she looked alright. "We won!"

"Don't get too excited yet," Mai said dryly as she massaged her jaw, where a purple bruise was blossoming. "Now we've got to deal with all of our new prisoners. And the bodies."

Aang and the Conduit reached the rest of them. The Avatar's counterpart hung back, seeming unsure of her place amongst the gathered fighters.

Suki approached them and offered a grateful smile. "Thanks to you guys, it's finally over."

The Conduit shifted, uncomfortable with the unexpected praise. "You can thank Aang. This is all because of him."

"Don't sell yourself short," Aang told her with a smile. "We did it together."

Toph rode up on Dagny. The phoenix squatted down on the ground and crowed as though she was saying she was glad the fight was over, too. Aang stroked the creature's neck.

"We have a lot of work to do," Iroh said as he mopped the sweat from his brow with a handkerchief. The Dragon of the West had suffered minimal injuries, but he looked exhausted. "Does anyone know where Zuko is?"

Suki looked around. "Yeah. And where's Sokka and Katara?"

Mai spoke up. "Katara and I fought Azula. She'd taken Kiyi as a hostage. We managed to get Kiyi away from her. But I had to leave Katara there so I could get Kiyi to safety. After that, I went and got Zuko, and Sokka came with us." She paused, but her expression gave nothing away.

"What happened?" Iroh prompted, his brow creasing with worry.

Mai let out a stiff sigh. "When we got back...Azula was dead and Katara was unconscious." There was an audible gasp from the gathered crowd before Mai pressed on. "The two of them fought hard. Zuko and Sokka took Katara to the infirmary. I'm guessing they're still there."

"Azula is dead?" Iroh repeated, his voice colored with disbelief. He shook his head as his eyes closed, sorrow creasing his features. "I know that she has caused much pain, but she was still my niece."

"I can't believe it," Ty Lee breathed, shaking her head. She touched Iroh's arm. "I'm so sorry, Iroh."

"Is Katara okay?" Aang demanded to know. "I need to go see her!"

"I don't know." Mai actually looked a bit forlorn. "She was unconscious when we left."

"I advised Zuko and Sokka to put her in water, to give her body a chance to heal itself," Pakku spoke up. He was favoring his right leg, and there was a cut above his eyebrow. "Katara is the most talented healer I know. I'm certain she'll be able to heal herself."

Aang breathed a sigh of relief. "I still need to go and see her, to make sure that she's okay and to let Zuko and Sokka know that this is over."

"The rest of us need to gather up the survivors and restrain them." Iroh carried sadness in his eyes as he spoke. He looked out over the gathered fighters. "I know we are all exhausted, and some of us are injured. But we have one more task ahead of us."

"The Kyoshi Warriors will help," Suki said. "We'll get these guys restrained. We can even block their chi. First, we'll assess injuries and see about finding a healer."

Iroh nodded. "Good, that's good. The palace will have healers, though I think Katara is the only waterbender we have, and she's out of commission for now." He frowned unhappily. "We'll need to transport them to the prison tower to await their trials as well. I also think we should gather up any servants still in the palace until we can determine who was a part of this plot, and who wasn't."

"I'd be really happy to help with that once I get my feet healed up the rest of the way." Toph patted the creature's neck. "Not that you aren't fun to ride around on, Dagny. You are. But I'd like to be able to see again."

"Toph, what happened?" Concern filled Suki's voice

"It was Azula's parting gift." The girl held up one foot, and the Conduit took in the blistered, half-healed mess.

Ty Lee gasped. "Toph, that's awful!"

"You're telling me," Toph scoffed.

"I can heal you," the Conduit found herself saying.

She blinked, surprised. She never helped others. It went against her very nature. It was the reason that she hadn't spoken up when the Grandmaster had mentioned healers, but something within her had told her she should help the blind girl.

"You can heal?" Aang looked shocked.

The Conduit frowned. "Of course. You can't?"

"No. I don't have that ability." Aang shook his head. "I can't bend metal, either."

"Bend metal? I didn't know such a thing was possible," the Conduit mused.

"It wasn't, 'til yours truly invented it." Toph jerked a thumb at herself as she beamed proudly. "Now, about this healing. Can we get on with it? My feet are killing me."

"Of course." The Conduit looked around. "Can someone find some water for me?"

Pakku stepped forward and offered his waterskin. "Here. This should be sufficient."

The Conduit took it from him. Aang and Suki helped Toph down from the phoenix's saddle, cradling her to keep her injured feet in the air, before they sat her on the ground. The others dispersed to assess injuries and to deal with the prisoners as the Conduit knelt beside the blind girl and pulled the water from the waterskin. She pressed her water-encased hands to the bottom of the girl's feet.

"Ah, that's the stuff." Toph sighed in relief as the pain ebbed away.

"I'm going to go see Katara," Aang announced. He looked down at Toph with a worried frown. "Are you going to be okay?"

Toph nodded. "Yeah. You go check on Sugar Queen and Sparky. I'll hang out with the Conduit. No big deal."

"She's on our side now," Aang said.

"Yeah, I know." Toph cocked her head at the Conduit. "It's just a little weird. We've spent all this time thinking of you as the enemy and now...you're one of us."

"Am I?" The Conduit frowned. "One of you?"

"Of course you are," Aang said. He touched her shoulder. "I think you've earned it. I don't know if I could have stopped this without you."

"You couldn't have," the Conduit said. She felt her lips turn up in a smile that felt both natural and unnatural on her lips. There was no malice to it. It was a genuine smile. "But none of it would have been possible if you hadn't been able to break Azula's control over me, and perform the Spiritual Fusion."

"Either way." Aang offered her a smile before he grew serious. "I'll be back out as soon as I know Katara is okay."

The Avatar jogged away, and then it was just Toph, the Conduit, and Dagny.

"I'm Toph, by the way," the girl said. "The inventor of metalbending and the greatest earthbender who ever lived."

Ryoko looked up at the blind girl. "I am the Conduit, though perhaps it's time to share my true name. It's Ryoko."

"I guess it's nice to meet you now. I was a little worried for a while since it seemed like you wanted to hurt Aang," Toph remarked. "Glad to see you aren't all dark and evil now."

The Conduit found herself smiling once again. "Me too."

And she was surprised to find that she meant it.