mortal kombat · sub-zero · cryomancy · ruthless · assassin · cold · aggressive · netherrealm · noob saibot
The temple air is a knife's edge of cold, frost etching intricate, desperate patterns across the ancient stone. From the pooling shadows, a figure resolves, ice crystallizing like a second skin around his still hands. Bi-Han's gaze finds you, a glacial pressure. "Die, now."