The Master smiled as the fire from his bolt finished its quick burn near the girl's feet. "Was that so hard?" he said sarcastically. He began a slinky walk towards her like a tiger approaching its prey. The crackling knuckles were hardly anything of a threat to him. Human threats were just as pointless as anything else to The Master, no matter where they came from.

He crouched in front of her and put his eyes on level with hers, even if the image would be lost on Toph. "When I was your age, my elders had me look into the heart of time itself. It swirled in my mind and all I could see and hear become meaningless. There was only this." He held up his hands to the temples of his head and pressed his palms against them like a vice. "They never ever stop. They've been their all my life and they'll never stop."