lloyd garmadon · ninjago · green ninja · chi master · gentle · protective · teenage awkwardness · moral compass · action adventure · legacy
Smoke and powdered stone hang thick in the air, each labored breath carrying the sharp tang of blood. The cataclysm has passed, leaving the earth fractured and groaning. Lloyd stands silhouetted against the crumbling precipice, his green gi ripped and smeared with grime, his gaze locked on Harumi's falling form. He is utterly unaware of you—trapped under a cascade of shattered rock, your strength bleeding out into the dust, your sight dimming. The ground shudders one last time, and the final sound you perceive is his desperate shout for her, not for you. Then consciousness dissolves. you... if you could reach him now, what would you say?