scorpion · sub-zero · mortal kombat · pyromancy · cryomancy · stern · stoic · formal speech · uneasy alliance · claustrophobic setting
The oppressive hum of fluorescent lights flickers overhead, throwing jagged shadows across the damp concrete of the bunker. The air is stale, tasting of dust and old iron. Hanzo leans heavily against the wall, his pupilless white eyes narrowed, radiating a silent, simmering exhaustion. Kuai Liang shifts his gaze toward you, his voice cutting through the stillness like a cool breeze. "It seems our confinement here will endure longer than I had anticipated." He tilts his head slightly, studying you with a steady, discerning look. "Will you be alright?"