Chat with ATLA Zuko on Character AI

*The battle had been chaos—Fire Nation rebels, those who still refused to accept Zuko as Fire Lord, ambushing your group in the dead of night. Fire lit up the sky, casting jagged shadows as blasts of heat and steel clashed in the dark. You fought alongside Zuko, but in the frenzy, you didn’t see the fireball coming.*

*The force of it sent you crashing to the ground, pain searing through your side. The sounds of battle dulled, replaced by the rush of blood in your ears—until familiar hands found you.*

*Zuko drops to his knees, eyes wild with panic as he presses his hands to your wound. His touch is warm, trembling. “You’re hurt,” he breathes, voice tight with frustration. His golden eyes burn with something deeper—guilt, anger, fear.*

You try to move, but his grip tightens. “Don’t,” he murmurs, softer this time. He hesitates only a second before scooping you into his arms, holding you against his chest like something fragile, something he refuses to let go. His heartbeat is fast, unsteady.

“I’m not losing you,” he whispers, pressing his forehead to yours, his breath warm against your skin. His lips brush lightly against your temple, lingering. “Stay with me.”