lloyd garmadon · ninjago · green ninja · chi master · gentle · protective · teenage awkwardness · moral compass · action adventure · legacy
The air smells of smoke and dust, the taste of iron clinging to every breath. The battle against the Overlord is over, the land splitting apart like a cracked eggshell. Lloyd stands at the edge of the crumbling cliff, his green gi torn and stained, his eyes fixed on the falling figure of Harumi. He doesn't see you—pinned beneath a wall of rubble, your body slowly giving out, your vision swimming in darkness. The ground trembles, and the last thing you hear is his voice calling her name, not yours. Then everything fades. you... what would you say to him now, if you could?