Chapter 9

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"Ah. You're all back. Zane, look at you. You're all...shiny." Master Wu laughed, happy to see the team united.

"But where's your father?"

As Misako inquired about Garmadon's whereabouts, Saya couldn't resist an opportunity for a playful jab. "Looks like Papa G. took 'shedding his old self' a bit too literally this time. Maybe he's hoping to charm his way out of trouble with that new slithery persona", she teased, barely able to contain her laughter. Suddenly, Garmadon emerged, his expression a mix of annoyance and amusement at Saya's jest.

"It's me, Misako." Garmadon tuned in as Misako gasped at his appearance.

"There isn't much time. Our friends are on standby but we don't know where Chen will strike first." Lloyd chimed in.

Cole agreed. "And if we're not all there to stop him when he first attacks..."

"Ninjago will succumb to war. Our greatest fear will come true." Garmadon finished.

"Then the greatest victory will be that which has no battle."

"But how do we prevent a war? How do we stop an enemy we know so little about?" Jay asked.

The falcon flew over to a screen, opening an image of Kryptarium Prison.

Saya couldn't help but inject a touch of irony into her words as she exclaimed, "Well, isn't this just the highlight of my day? Off to Kryptarium Prison to pay a visit to our old pal Pythor. Because who wouldn't want to spend their afternoon chatting with a botanical bad guy behind bars? Just thrilled," she added with a smirk, her tone laden with sarcasm as she mentally prepared for the unconventional rendezvous.

Lloyd couldn't help but chuckle at Saya's sarcastic remark, shaking his head with a smile. "Come on, Saya," he teased gently, "Let's save the sarcasm for after we've dealt with Phytor. We've got enough thorns to navigate through without adding more prickly attitudes to the mix." His attempt at levity was met with a raised eyebrow from Saya, who begrudgingly nodded in agreement, begrudgingly conceding to keep her sarcasm in check for the time being.

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As the ninja, along with Garmadon and Wu, entered the dimly lit confines of Pythor's cell in Kryptarium Prison, the atmosphere grew tense.

"We need your help." Lloyd started.

"Help you? The ninja? You fed me to the Devourer, defeated every army I've aligned with, even forced me to swallow your shrinking pill! Haven't you done enough damage to my diminishing ego?" Pythor hissed.

As an answer, Cole turned his dollhouse around, now Pythor facing everyone.

The snake, initially lounging with an air of nonchalance, froze mid-motion as his gaze fell upon Saya. His eyes widened in a mixture of shock and fear, a stark contrast to his usual composed demeanor.

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