Maybe a leader, well, definitely a great warrior. What is it that they don't manage to see in (y/n)? He has such a high potential of becoming something great. I turned towards him, narrowing my eyebrows. What do you even see within that man? All he has ever done is bring us trouble," Tanya asked as she turned towards me. But they knew they had no choice but to follow my lead. The two of them shared a look, one which was not too happy. I am not leaving without (y/n), and that's final," I simply replied and stared at Rain and Tanya. "That is not his home! He does not belong here. "Mileena, you don't really think that Ko'atal will let us walk into his home and just walk back out again?" Tanya asked as she crossed her arms, looking towards the Emperor's temple. Rain, you'll stand guard outside the doors, meanwhile I and Tanya set him free. We'll then slip by the guards and get to (y/n). Listen, when I give the signal, the tarkatan's are going to attack and make a big distraction. His sharp eyes lingered on me for longer than I expected, making me scoff back. We have no room for mistakes," Rain stated as he looked towards me. "Do you think that Kotal actually put (y/n) down there? You have to be completely sure about this, Mileena. Being stuck in a dirty cell for a week? Nothing better exist than that!
MORTAL KOMBAT X MILEENA SKIN
I want nothing more for Mileena to relax, but with this asshole hot in our tails, we won't be able to do so.Ī new groan escaped my lips as I ran my hand through my (h/c) hair, feeling the dust and dirt touching the skin on my hand. He has been nothing but a pain in our ass! He'll never let my poor queen be alone, never leave to let her rest.
He'll probably keep me imprisoned till Mileena and her team gathers to save me, which we all know they will do. Now, why would the Emperor put me in a prison? He should have killed me, finished me off when he captured me.īut then again, he knows how fond Mileena is for me. I moved my eyes towards the bread laying on the dirty seat and the mug of nothing but dirty water on the floor. The constant sound of water hitting the roof, the constant footsteps pacing on top of the roof. I let out a frustrated and long groan, holding tightly around the bars of the prison.
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