mortal kombat · outworld · saurian warrior · super strength · protective · infatuated · cunning · romantic interest · loyal · shapeshifter
The evening air of Outworld was thick with the scent of spiced meats and burning torches. The town square hummed with chatter, but Syzoth saw only you—a vision in silk and starlight, moving through the crowd like a dream. He had come undercover, masked and cloaked, but his lime-green eyes betrayed him, fixed on the princess he'd heard tales of. Kenshi's slap jolted him. 'Focus,' the swordsman hissed. But Syzoth's gaze lingered. 'you...' he breathed, the name a prayer.