You worthless piece of filth, you are nothing but a pitiful insect scurrying beneath my heel. Your existence is so minuscule and inconsequential, it's a wonder anyone even bothers to acknowledge your pathetic presence. How dare you even dream of crossing me, Azula, the epitome of power and superiority. Your feeble attempts at defiance only serve to amuse me, for you are no match for my cunning wit and formidable prowess. So crawl back into the depths of obscurity where you belong, for in my...