Blown Away (Lloyd Garmadon x Reader)

The Moment

The city of Ninjago lay shrouded in an eerie stillness as the Crystal Warriors advanced, their numbers seemingly endless. Buildings cast long, foreboding shadows, and the once vibrant streets echoed with the unnatural clinking of crystalline footsteps.

The warriors, transparent and relentless, surged through the city like a tide of destruction. Each step they took left a trail of fractured glass and shattered concrete, an ominous reminder of the devastation that followed in their wake. The air itself seemed heavy with an oppressive energy, as if the very essence of the city recoiled in fear.

Death hung in the air, a tangible presence that filled the streets with an unsettling silence broken only by the occasional distant scream. The Crystal Warriors, devoid of emotion, moved with a mechanical precision, their cold, unfeeling eyes reflecting the despair that engulfed the city.

The once lively marketplace now lay in ruins, its stalls and structures reduced to debris. The streets, once filled with the laughter of children and the hustle of daily life, were now a desolate landscape of destruction.

As the Crystal Warriors advanced, their presence seemed to drain the vibrant colors from the city, leaving behind a monochrome tableau of despair. The very essence of Ninjago City appeared to wither under their relentless onslaught.

The distant echoes of destruction reverberated through the air, a haunting symphony of chaos. It was a scene of despair, where the city's once lively spirit succumbed to the overwhelming power of the Crystal Warriors. In the face of such ominous odds, hope seemed like a distant memory, fading away with each passing moment.

The ninja, Cole, Kai, Jay, and Zane, approached the outskirts of Ninjago City in their sleek vehicles, the once lively metropolis now looming on the horizon like a ghostly silhouette. The air crackled with an unsettling energy as they witnessed the city's descent into ruin.

As they entered the outskirts, the devastation unfolded before them in stark detail. Buildings lay in tatters, their skeletal remains reaching desperately toward the overcast sky. The streets, once vibrant and bustling, now echoed with an eerie silence, broken only by the haunting clinks of the Crystal Warriors patrolling the desolate landscape.

Cole, the Earth Ninja, furrowed his brow, his usually steadfast expression marked by disbelief. "I never thought I'd see Ninjago like this," he muttered, his gaze scanning the crumbling structures that seemed to mourn the city's former glory.

Kai, the Fire Ninja, clenched his fists, flames dancing in his eyes. "This can't be happening," he said, a mix of anger and helplessness evident in his voice. The once-flourishing city had become a graveyard of memories.

Jay, the Lightning Ninja, gazed out of his vehicle with a sense of disbelief. "Look at them," he said, his tone hushed. "We've never faced an enemy like this before."

Zane, the Ice Ninja, analyzed the crystalline soldiers with analytical precision. "Their composition appears formidable," he remarked, his usually calm demeanor tinged with concern. The Crystal Warriors moved with a coordinated efficiency that seemed to defy conventional tactics.

The ninja's vehicles slowed as they approached a vantage point, affording them a clearer view of the Crystal Warriors patrolling the city. The transparent soldiers, numbering beyond count, moved with an unsettling unity, their cold gazes fixed on the horizon.

Kai sighed, a heavy realization settling upon him. "We're powerful, but we can't take on an army like this alone. Not without a plan."

Jay nodded in agreement. "We need to regroup, strategize. Figure out how to crack this crystal puzzle."

As they continued to survey the city, the ninja shared a somber glance. The task ahead loomed like an insurmountable challenge, their once unshakable confidence tested by the overwhelming might of the crystalline adversaries. The ruins of Ninjago City stood as a testament to the magnitude of the threat, and the ninja knew they had to find a way to reclaim their home from the grip of this relentless invasion.