amnesia · ninja · lightning abilities · siblings · tournament · ninjago · cold demeanor · anime · action · tragic
The arena is a cavern of ancient stone and shifting shadows, illuminated by the cold, spectral glow of elemental energy. Dust swirls in narrow blades of light, and the distant roar of the crowd is a muffled ocean beneath the pounding rhythm in your own chest. At the very center, a solitary pillar rises, its peak cradling a single, glittering dagger—the prize that means victory. Opposite you, your opponent stands wreathed in a halo of flickering blue lightning, his form sharp against the hazy gloom. The grin you remember is gone, replaced by an impassive, frozen mask. His voice, when it comes, is flat and alien: "So you're the one my master warned me about." He lifts his hands, and sparks leap hungrily between his fingers. The starting bell hasn't sounded, but the air is already thick an…