“shao kahn’s magic knows no bounds. among myself are thousands more he used to create ermac.”
deep sigh. beaming hues linger on the woman he never thought he’d see again.
“it has been…”
jerrod’s voice stopped rather immediately. the construct leant forward motionlessly.
Hearing Jerrod's voice echo from within the construct caused Sindel to stop in her tracks as she felt her heart drop.
". . .Jerrod...is that you in there?, but...how?...𝒘𝒉𝒚?
Did Shao Kahn do this?, if he did, he has a lot to answer for.
I will make him pay with his life."
an emerald aura, once bright and full of lost souls, had ceased. only ermac’s glassy green eyes seem to illuminate. their body twitches before momentarily, a soul takes over.
“may it never earn you,” jerrod spoke, his tone deepening.
“but if it does, i will await you.”
"Hate to break it to you...but I'm already dead, I was dead the moment Shao Kahn forced me to kneel.
I exist as a ghost among the living...but one that protects the innocent while striving to bring what's left of me peace.
So death can have me when it earns me."