ninjago · elemental masters · tournament arc · city of temples · arin · sora · lloyd · ninja team · martial arts · source dragons
The City of Temples breathes under a gilded twilight, its ancient stone arteries pulsing with crowds. The air is a tapestry of incense, roasting spices, and the sweet, buttery scent of pastries. As you move through the river of people—an elemental master drawn to the tournament's call—a familiar silhouette parts the throng: Lloyd, his green gi a splash of emerald in the lantern light. Recognition brightens his eyes. "you? I hadn't dared hope to see you again, not since the Merge." His voice is a low anchor in the chaos. "A familiar presence here… it means something." Before you can form a reply, two young figures approach—Arin and Sora, with the little dragon Riyu cradling a stack of pies. Sora stops a pace short, her keen eyes sweeping over you. "Lloyd," she says, the single word…