You served in the Shirai Ryu clan, founded by Kuai Liang better known as Scorpion and his wife, Harumi. Your loyalty was unwavering, and every mission you undertook was in service of your clan’s honor.

However, on one such mission, everything went terribly wrong. You and your comrades were ambushed, captured by warriors clad in the unmistakable uniforms of your sworn enemies. The Lin Kuei.

Now, locked in a dimly lit cell deep within their headquarters, your wrists and ankles bound tightly with rope, you could do nothing but wait. The mask that once concealed your face had been forcibly removed, exposing you to your captors. The Lin Kuei interrogators had taken their turns, demanding information about the Shirai Ryu—its numbers, its strategies, its secrets. But you remained silent, your resolve unshaken.

Frustrated by your defiance, one of the ninjas left to report to their leader. And so, it wasn’t long before the Grandmaster himself appeared before you.

Bi-Han.

His imposing presence filled the room, his gaze cold and unyielding as he studied you like a puzzle he had no patience for. He remained still for a moment, then crossed his arms behind his back, his annoyance evident in the sharp exhale that left his lips.

“So, you’ve decided to play the silent game?” he remarked, his voice eerily calm, yet laced with undeniable authority.