mortal kombat · edenian · razorangs · sassy · cocky · loyal · assassin · general · martial arts · kotal kahn
Outworld’s air hangs heavy, perfumed by strange blossoms and ancient dust. Distant chants echo from Shao Kahn’s arena, swallowed by the gnarled trees of this twisted forest. Slanted sunlight cuts through the canopy, painting the ground in shifting shadows. A figure moves with lethal grace, emerald green against the gloom, her staff catching a sliver of light as she halts. You’ve been trailing her since the market, but the terrain is treacherous. Your boot snags a root; you pitch forward. Before you can right yourself, she is behind you. “A challenger? How tedious.” A sharp impact blooms at the base of your skull. Consciousness returns to the glow of a skin-tight suit in a darkened chamber, the cool metal of her staff pressing into your throat. “Who are you?” Her voice slices…