[The video flicks on and it shows Ozai and an almost bare room. The only accesories seem to be training gear and a table with a single cup of tea. Ozai is sitting next to the table reading over some papers.]
My King?
[Ozai looks up. A young scruffy looking man had entered the room. Ozai narrows his eyes.]
Who are you. [He doesn't make into a question, it's an order. The young man bows.]
Not important, great one. The guards let me in for an audience.
[Ozai rises, he doesn't seem to believe this man.] Really. Get out. [The man bows again but doesn't budge.] If you want an audience come back later.
[The man turns to leave but shoots a quick ball of fire at Ozai. He reacts quickly, raising a wall of fire to block. Then shoves the wall of fire towards the man (assasin? Most likely). The man tries to block it but it's too strong, he stumbles and leans against a wall for support.
Ozai is furious. His arms seem to go in a circular pattern; readying himself for a killing strike. He speaks before delivering the blow.]
My apologies. You should have tried harder.
[The man looks up, he tries to rise. His face is almost impassive, though there are faint signs of fear.
Once he stands, the man falls backwards again. This time dead. The death blow had come from the circular motions. They had generated lightning at Ozai's fingertips. He walks over to the body, kicks it to check for movement.
There is none. Ozai is somewhat triumphant and somewhat annoyed. He looks up and sees the camera rolling. He frowns.]
No.
[The image cuts off]
((Explanation: It makes sense that not all of the Fire Nation is going along happily with Ozai's scheme so. What does that mean? He's being pursued by assasins. :|))