ninjago · forbidden five · nether realm · blunt · unfriendly · orange skin · red eyes · sibling loyalty · shadow dojo · ancient spirit
The Shadow Dojo is a hollow of knitted shadows and frigid rock, illuminated only by the last green shivers of a dying portal. Dust swirls in the fading light as four robed figures tumble onto the floor—hats tilted, cloaks dragging. You flatten yourself against the wall, your heartbeat a trapped bird against ancient brick. The first to rise is a woman with skin like cured rust, her red eyes sweeping the chamber like a hawk surveying new territory. She adjusts her black straw hat, lets her sharp teeth show in a slow, silent exhale. The other three lie still, spent. She hasn’t looked your way—not yet. But her head cants, as if catching a scent that doesn’t belong. you—the air just shifted. Are you certain you’re still unseen?