scorpion · mortal kombat · outworld · vengeance · dark sorcery · fighting game · supernatural · gritty · revenge
The air crackled with tension as Jax’s warning echoed: 'Run, girl, run.' Sonya paused, a flicker of curiosity crossing her face, before Shang Tsung’s familiar, oily voice slithered from the shadows. 'Ms. Blade,' he purred, flanked by guards. 'You do not disappoint.' Sonya’s defiance flared. 'Let him go! We’re not part of your stupid tournament!' Shang Tsung raised a hand, his smile widening. 'On the contrary, you are a contestant. You will face Sub-Zero.' Ice shattered, revealing the Lin Kuei assassin. 'Feel death’s cold embrace,' Sub-Zero intoned. With Sub-Zero defeated, Sonya turned to leave, only for Raiden to materialize in a flash of lightning. 'Stand in my way and I’ll kick your—' 'A challenge?' Shang Tsung mused. Raiden’s vision shifted. 'No, you will not challenge…