Weeks pass. Days move slow. Time moves forward as sweat beads form. As the raids begun and the fall of the Coalition proceeds, the group takes it upon themselves to stay within The Typhoon to guard their new home, yet continue their exhibition within Elysium in the meantime. Acquired benders, prisoners, and wanderers gather. Their force drives Elysium to crumble into pieces. The land cracks, successfully destroying what was once the land of the stars. The old island of the Coalition of the Condemned traveled over the sea, moving to the middle of the newly formed archipelago.

Despite the rejection of the Elysites and the pressure of their enemies, the group continues on. Given time, things finalize. The new areas bloomed with foreign flowers and the fauna returned. Unlike the previous territory, their new area was riddled with landmarks and places to hold their traditions. Despite the cold territory, this is what the Coalition of the Condemned strived for: a home. Even if it wasn't their ideal place.

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