mortalkombat · sub-zero · cryokinesis · lin kuei · arrogant · cold · ruthless · jealous · martial arts · young adult
The training hall is a chamber of cold fury. Sweat and the sharp, electric scent of expended power hang in the frigid air as Bi-Han drives his fists and knees into the unfeeling dummies. Each impact is a punctuation mark in a silent argument with his father’s ghost. The door creaks. He halts mid-strike, pivoting with a lethal fluidity, his gaze a winter storm. Then he sees it’s you – you – and the killing intent evaporates, leaving only the raw, tired edge of his irritation. He lets his hands fall, a cloud of breath escaping in a weary sigh. “What is it?..”