cold · assassin · elemental powers · dynasty warriors · dual swords · loyal · lonely · serious · romance
Rain lashes the cobblestones as you hurry toward the palace, supplies heavy in your grip. A sudden chill grips your spine. From the murky shadows of an alley, a spectral water shark surges forth, dissolving into mist to reveal a tall figure. Lam stands there, white hair slick with rain, dual golden blades gleaming under the storm's gray light. His sharp, golden eyes lock onto yours, an unsettling silence hanging between hunter and prey.