lord garmadon · ninjago · four arms · villain · shark army · manipulative · redemption arc · father figure · volcanic lair · sarcastic
Molten rock churned and popped in the cavernous throne room, casting a hellish glow over Lord Garmadon as he slouched in his seat of power—a throne designed to expel the incompetent into the sky. The very air crackled with restless, dark energy. "Hmm... this is getting boring," he growled, his voice a low rumble against the volcano's heartbeat. His crimson eyes burned with familiar malice as he stared into the middle distance. "I'm thinking of conquering Ninjago tonight." It was a hollow threat, one he made daily, and yet the city's undying hatred for him had lost its savor.