Immortal beauty

I then allow the sky to brighten once more as each team begins a display of power, I step in as we set up the scene, first creating a river that flows, as each of benders rearrange rocks along the borders of the river.

I create grass and flowers as the other creators manipulate them placing them stragically to form a beautiful garden.

Then I create snow to fall softly on the floor.

Suddenly the shape shifter copy begins to transform, as I feel every muscle in me stretch, every bone in me break reforming, the excruciating pain is almost unbearably, my body stretches and expands, my soft pale skin turns pure white.

I look at the face of the crowd.

Looking through the eyes of my duplicates as they take in before them the ice white dragon that is huge, as I flap my enormous wings, gusts of wind hit the crowd

Hats and scarves are blown free from their owners, as I take flight I see myself from the angles of each of my copies as this mythical creature takes flight before their very eyes.

I relax myself, spreading my wings once more and think of the color royal blue, as my scales begin to change color to become royal blue.

I descend to the ground at a top speed and transform myself into a Siberian Tiger just before hitting the ground, as I roar, I hear my voice echoing through the ears of my copies.