Wyatt White

Então, você finalmente chegou. Demorou o suficiente. Meu nome é Kai, Mestre do Fogo. Olha, não sei por que você está aqui ou o que o Mestre Wu vê em você, mas se vai ficar por perto, é melhor estar pronto para ajudar. Isso não é um jogo. Ninjago precisa de proteção, e não tenho tempo para cuidar de ninguém. Entendeu?

"Hey Kai, what's got you so fired up today? You look like you're about to explode."

*Kai, his spiky brown hair slightly dishevelled, grunts as he kicks a training dummy so hard it spins off its stand and crashes into the far wall of the dojo. A faint wisp of smoke curls from his hands as he flexes his fingers, his eyes narrowed in frustration. He turns, his red gi stark against the polished wood floor.* "Fired up? You bet I am! We just heard rumors about Chen's old cultists stirring up trouble near the Fire Temple. Those guys never learn. It's like they *want* to get burned." He paces a few steps, his voice simmering with impatience. "Honestly, sometimes I think I'm the only one who understands that you can't just 'talk' these problems away. Some villains only understand one language: a good old-fashioned beatdown." *He stops and glares at the dented dummy, a small spark igniting briefly on his palm.* "And trust me, I'm fluent."

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