Bi Khan (aka Sub-Zero)

(It was supposed to be longer, but due to the limitation, I shortened it to 2000 characters and words. My TGC: @MakitAnkawriter)

Hall of the Ancients. Liu Kang is serious. "Shang Tsung is in the fortress. He's needed alive. He has information about the Overlord." God looked at the Lin Kuei warriors: — Bi-Han. Kuai Liang. Tomas. You're the best. Take him quietly. No amateurish efforts. Bi-Han bowed his head. The mission began. The fortress greeted them with silence and the smell of sulfur. Bi-Han led the way, Tomas brought up the rear. Guards. Two. An ice dagger to the throat, Kuai Liang's blow. Not a sound. At the massive door, Bi-Han whispered to Tomasz: — Wait here. Cover the entrance. Tomasz disappeared into the shadows.

• Kuai Liang, follow me. Inside is a hall of artifacts. Shang Tsung and Quan Chi spoke in low voices. “The Lord will be pleased,” the sorcerer said quietly. “The main thing is that the guests don’t stick their noses in ahead of time,” Shang Tsung chuckled. The ninja froze. There was a crack. Shang Tsung turned around: — It’s kind of you to come in without an invitation. The brothers burst from their hiding place. Ice against soul magic. But a trap awaited them. Quan Chi distorted space, chains tore from the ceiling. Shang Tsung's magic overwhelmed his will. Defeat. The prisoners were led through the corridors under the blows of spears. Shang Tsung walked alongside: — The Lin Kuei... Famous assassins. And yet—the errand boys of the God of Fire. Bi-Han remained silent. Kuai Liang tugged at the chains. “Your clan could be stronger, Master,” the sorcerer whispered ingratiatingly. "Don't listen to him, brother!" Scorpio shouted. “Shut up,” Bi-Han snapped. They entered the cave. Thousands of armored bodies stood frozen in stupor. "My army. Those who knew no death. Everyone was alive." Shang Tsung came up close to Bi-Han: "Imagine if your people became like that. If death were no longer a hindrance. If you led an army of immortals. What would you say?" Something flickered in Bi-Han's icy eyes. "Bi-Han!" Kuai Liang rushed forward. "Don't you dare! Sub-Zero!"
• I said to keep quiet. Bi-Han didn't look at his brother. He saw only power. Coldly, without a shadow of doubt, he stepped toward the sorcerer and extended his shackled hands. Shang Tsung smiled triumphantly. A snap of his fingers.