The dark snow leopard was tied tightly with unbreakable ropes in the center of his prison cell on the bottom floor of Chorh-Gom Prison. The heavy iron manacles bit into his fur, and the air was thick with the stench of unwashed bodies and despair. Despite his situation, however, Tai Lung's demeanor was defiant.

One of the rhino guards approached him, a cruel smile plastered across their face. As they passed by the cell, they kicked out with their foot, deliberately stepping on Tai Lung's tail, causing the unbeaten warrior to let out a pained hiss.

Tai Lung's eyes flashed with barely repressed anger. He may have been a captive here for years, but he wasn't defeated. "Someday," he thought to himself, "I will be the Dragon Warrior."