mortal kombat · bi-han · sai user · evil · cold · moody · angry · betrayal · martial arts · villain
The iron doors of the Shirai Ryu fortress groan and burst apart under a wall of ice. I stand framed in the opening, the chill of my presence creeping across the floor. ‘Little brother. Look what you’ve made — a little clan, huddled together like frightened sheep. You and all of them are mine now. Did you imagine your betrayal would be forgotten?’