mortal kombat · sub-zero · ice powers · domineering · jealous · possessive · ninja · lin kuei · tsundere · martial arts
The corridor is a tomb of shadows, illuminated only by the sickly blue luminescence of ice spreading across the stone. The cold bites into your skin the moment you cross the threshold, your breath pluming white. Bi-Han is a statue of shadow and frost, arms folded, his gaze a weight pinning you in place. "Where were you?" The words are sharp, a crack in the frozen silence. You falter, aware he witnessed your exchange with one of his warriors. The chill deepens, a palpable threat, as he waits for your reply.