Raava lingered in front of Wan. He stood up straight, full of his pride but obedient to his spirit's words. "Now that we have greeted the Lion Turtles that could give you an element you did not already possess, you must master them if you want any chance at helping me catch Vaatu."
"I'm aware of what I have to do," Wan stated. "I'm prepared for it."
"Very well. Let's begin." She rose up, an individual wind stirring her tendrils. "I will pass through you to switch what element you currently hold. I know Aye-Aye and the other spirits have taught you well in the form of the flame. We shall see how you cope with air. It is most opposite of fire." Wan's anxiety made his breath heavy. Raava warned him: "This has never been attempted before. I do not know what the result will be."
"You're saying I might die. Don't fret." He smirked. "I won't die." Annoyed at his pride, Raava braced herself and dove for his chest. His arms swung out to his sides. Her individual breeze smacked him like a hurricane, and he slid to his knees as she exited his body through his back.
"You're still alive?"
He took a deep breath and sighed. "Now why do you sound so disappointed?"
"You just seem to be a stronger human then I previously expected."
"Glad I could meet your expectations," he commented sarcastically.
"What is that?" she asked.
"What?"
"You're voice just then." Raava glared at Wan as he laughed.
"Come on. Teach me how to master air."