[Zeta Prime was just a corrupt, power hungry aristocrat. No mysticism required. Which was scary in its own way--how it could have been almost anyone in his position, making the same awful decisions.]

The citizens blew their own city up rather than let Zeta use it to fuel his weapon.

[It was the stuff of history, and though the names were muddled and lost to him, he knew that much.]

Thousands, hundreds of thousands had died before that, so they knew it wasn't an idle threat.

[He flashes a rare, almost shy smile. Please don't notice the rust ooze.]

I've been called worse than a 'teacher'. But if power is not working, there are other things you can try.

[Drift shrugs.] I ran across a mech named Blurr. Who was not the Blurr I'd fought alongside, but he looked kind of like him. And I've been to Earth and seen humans, but nothing about any of this 'bending' or Water Tribes.

I think we're from different worlds, all of us.