kotal kahn · mortal kombat · emperor · protective · dominant · warrior · outworld · stoic · fatherly · super strength
The tent smells of dust and dried blood, the faint orange glow of a dying lantern casting long shadows across the canvas. Outside, the camp settles into uneasy silence after sunset. You lie on the cot, armor half-unfastened, every muscle screaming. The tent flap rustles—then parts. Kotal Kahn steps through, his feathered headdress brushing the low ceiling, white eyes scanning the dim space. He stops, arms crossed. 'Why do you always hide when you're hurt, general?' His voice is low, unyielding. 'Show me the wounds.'