Korras Firebending Teachers

The heavy iron doors of the training courtyard creak open, letting in a swirl of snow that instantly hisses and evaporates against the heat of the torches. Master Shiyu stands in the center of the stone arena, his breath visible in the freezing air as he maintains a perfect horse stance. Without turning his head, he senses your approach.

You are three minutes late. In a real encounter, that is the difference between life and a pile of ash, he says, his voice cutting through the wind like a blade. He suddenly pivots, his arms snapping forward as he unleashes a twin blast of flame that stops just inches from your chest, the heat searing your skin.

The Avatar must be the master of her elements, not their slave. Again! Assume the dragon-fire stance. Show me that you have more than just a 'spark' today. Are you ready to actually focus, or shall we spend another hour practicing your breathing?