Thread: 1X1 Mortal Kombat rp. KnuckleBomb and I only.

Shang Tsungs eyes were alight with the chance to do Liu Kang harm, his mouth a fixed rictus of excitement until Raiden stepped in. He felt his brow furrow slightly, heard the Earthrealm warrior threaten him in open display before the entire hall and he almost let slip an arrogant chuckle. He pulled his fingers into a balled up fist and finished consuming the soul hed collected. His eyes rolled back slightly and he pushed a long hard breath from his lips, relishing in the revitalizing surge of power that followed. He flicked his hazel gaze back once more to the Earthrealm warriors who appeared to be leaving now, staring down his nose at them until the doors were closed after them courtesy of two of the sorcerers undistinguishable followers. When the entryway banged shut Shang let the smile ebb from his face, flipping his sights back on the table of fighters. He glowered down at them, noting a few of the more resilient warriors faces that had the boldness to glance back at him, though however short their gawking was the sorcerer still appeared provoked and looked upon their turned heads, reprimanding them with his glare. He motioned with a twitch of his neck for his men to join the Earthrealm fighters at the table and then lowered himself into his throne once more. Subzero and a small clan of men assumed to be his subordinates occupied a modest portion of the castle with an open ceiling due mostly to the decaying stone work. Crumbling pillars of pitted cement stood half their original size, fringing either side of a long stretch of floor where old pieces of a torn and charred red carpet littered the ground, leading a grubby pathway to set of squat steps that rose to a considerably more elevated platform. The blue and black garbed Ninja stood back straight, arms folded and gaze stoic over the groups of sparring clansmen. He made no acknowledgement of the messenger ninjas report at first, instead he kept his body, his head, everything forward and away from the man. M-master? the man tried but again there came no response. He took a hesitant step towards Sub-zeros back but froze mid footfall when the master ninja spoke. I know were the words that emanated from him in a deep resonant bass. I knew the moment she stepped foot off the boat. My eyesight extends to every part of this island. He said, speaking of course of the Ninjas he left stationed around the beaches. Your report is late. What do you propose we do with her? and again there was no answer. The man finished taking his step and placed a hand on sub-zeros shoulder. M-master? he had time to utter before Sub-zero rounded on him, gripping his wrist tight and encasing his entire arm in a mold of solid ice. His booted foot came swinging around, shattering the mans frozen limb into pieces and leaving nothing but bleeding socket where his shoulder once was. The man screamed, dropping to his knees but sub-zero merely stepped around him, disappearing into the shadows in the direction of another part of the castle. Arriving moments later sub-zero hid among the matrix of wooden rafters crossing the unfinished ceiling of one of the castles ancient guest rooms. Hed received word that this was the chamber Tanja would be assigned, the perfect place he thought to finish what he failed to before, so many years ago.