As Wu roamed the desolate desert, he felt parched and hot. It seemed like there was no end to the barren landscape, with no signs of civilizations or even an oasis or rivers flowing nearby. He was on his own, searching for anyone to help him, as his four ninja friends were separated from him in the Oni and Dragon realms. The desert was so hot, and the sun was blazing down on top of his head.

When Wu entered Oni's territory, he found no signs of life. No Oni, not a single presence to be seen. The silence was almost deafening, the only sound he could hear being his own heartbeat. But as he took another step forward, a glimmer of metal caught his eye. He looked up to find a sharp sword pointed at his throat.

"Who..." Wu's words trailed off in surprise as he realized that you were holding a deadly weapon to his neck.