"Fatality!"
Shao Kahn's voice boomed through the coliseum. Of the two warriors participating in the previous fight, only one remained standing, the other lying in a pool of his own blood, decapitated. Sub-Zero, the victor, stood proud, holding the severed head and dangling spine of his former opponent.
Having finished his match, Sub-Zero stood among the crowd to watch the remaining matches for today. Unfortunately for him, he happened to have stood next to Johnny Cage himself, the famous movie star who was just as famous for his irritating personality as he was for his acting. "So, ya have an ice time murdering, you cold-blooded killer? Gotta say, watching that sent chills down my spine."
Cage was desperately trying to think of more ice puns, but came up short. The Lin Kuei warrior turned towards the movie star. "Johnny Cage, what purpose do you have in this tournament? Surely a mere actor would have no business in an arena such as this?"
Cage was quick to reply. "Surely the spine has no business outside that poor guy's corpse, but heck, someone as cold-hearted as you comes along and BAM, no more spine!"
It was shocking to Sub-Zero that a participant in a Mortal Kombat tournament would care so much about the way the loser died. "What is your point, Cage?"
"My point is that your frosty little fingers shouldn't have been able to do that. I wasn't so good at science in school, but I know for a fact that shouldn't have happened. See, the spine is stuck to all the ribs, right? So, like, shouldn't all of the ribs have broken off of the spine to let that happen? I mean, jeez, I know you're real tough and everything, but I don't think strength and technique like that should even be a thing. If you're tough enough to make someone's spine come out attached to the head, then shouldn't all of your attacks wreck so much and break the crap outta anyone's bones? Hell, with that kinda strength, you should be able to take on Papa Khan there pretty easy!" Cage said, pointing to the emperor of Outworld. Sub-Zero stood silent, astonished that anyone would even bother thinking that hard about a fatality in a Mortal Kombat tournament. "Hey, c'mon, Sub-way, don't gimme the cold shoulder! Answer my questions!" He demanded, earning a response.
"I am here to fight. I do not wish to converse with you."
Cage tutted. "Don't wanna talk? Got a cold? Or are you just freezing under pressure?" Cage got his last jokes out as Sub-Zero simply walked away from him, trying his hardest to resist punching Cage right in his overly-groomed face.