The Heart of Haven

"Well, this is different," Korra remarked, her eyes wide with wonder as she surveyed Haven. "There are a lot more castles."

I'd invited them to accompany me into Haven to prepare for tomorrow. Now, we stood before the shimmering swirl of mana that served as Haven's entrance. The small island had grown somewhat larger, and the gate now remained open permanently, but it was otherwise similar to when I'd brought Bethiv here just a week earlier.

The two gaped in disbelief as a massive island, nearly a hundred yards long, drifted lazily overhead, revealing worn ramparts and a solitary tower. Perhaps they were simply less experienced, but I definitely preferred their reactions to Bethiv's. A warm burst of pride filled me as they continued to stare, their eyes exploring the countless islands and ruins that dotted the vast expanse.