After the blinding teleportation, arriving at Outworld. Kalliste's mind sunk in such a lack of confidence. She held Daegon's hand inside her own. Letting its remaining blood drench her palms. As she arrived at the Throne room. The Emperor seemed to be occupied by another presence keeping him busy. As she peered to see, it was Shang Tsung. He looked puny and small compared to the conqueror who sat in the overbearing throne he sat in.

"...Once Outworld is merged with Earthrrealm. I will conquer all realms. -" His words stopped as he began to notice Kalliste walk in. He took a liking to her whole appearance saturated in blood. Shang Tsung glared at her in slight curiosity.

"Well, has my new ally come with bearing news?" He says confidently. She had a bit gloom in her face but overall. Unsure. She threw Daegon's hand onto the ground. It's flesh pounded against the grand floor.

"A hand?!" He exclaimed in derision.

"DAEGON'S." She declared deeply. She refused eye contact. Licking her lips from the metallic taste.

He stands up abruptly. "Fool! I had not asked for the Founder's hand." His voice raises in slight frustration. "You have failed me. "

"Hsu Hao's was not there. His master.. did not declare his whereabouts."

"Enough! All you have brought to me is disappointment and failure." Kalliste gazes away as she spots Kollector by Shao Kahn's side. He indeed returned from someplace unknown. He watches in blankness. Surely in his mind, he mocks and scorns her. Shang Tsung looks at her slight disapproval. Shaking his head in her view. "Remove this filthy hand from my court." Kalliste nods and takes the lone hand.

"Perhaps I may send Erron Black to retrieve Hsu Hao." (Reference to his intro in mk11)

Kalliste sends herself away from the Emperor and others. She bows at Shao Kahn and leaves. She slightly pouts, her posture lowering down in shame as she walks down the corridors. As a grey cloud hovers more it is vanished by the sounds of familiar footsteps. Coins bouncing, weight hitting against the floor.

She continues to pout in disappointment. As breathing comes closer.

"It seems that you have failed your attempts of becoming a loyal ally of Shao Kahn's." His husky voice called out. Kollector of course. He comes to taunt her from out of the blue. Mockery wasn't necessary. Kalliste rolls her eyes, avoiding contact with Kollector who continues to follow her; deriding her. She could sense his trifling grin. Waving all over the place.

"Takes your petty taunts elsewhere, Kollector..." She utters.

Kollector gazes at the almost rotten hand. A ring sets his interests. "...Could I perhaps have that ring...?" Kalliste pulls the ring off in slight anger. Throwing it at Kollector behind him. Then she proceeds to throw the hand from behind her. He grins and gleams at every angle of the ring.

"It is a shame that I could not be present at the time of your mission. I would have succeeded, returning to Shao Kahn with more profits." Kalliste scoffed.

"Are you even able to withstand a whole faction of attackers?" She says in bitterness.

"But of course, I wield many hands. And I have served Shao Kahn for 25 years. You would not understand my devotion to protecting Shao Kahn. -"

"Why do you value the Emperor so much...?" She stops her pace and faces Kollector in curiosity. Her arms crossed, glaring at him.

He gives a certain face of a query. Almost like he's offended. "Because I have grown from poverty. Without the generosity of Shao Kahn, I would not be in my position. I welcome his gifts and with that; I grant him loyalty." He comes closer with a disgruntled glare. "Why do you question the value of your Emperor...?" He snarls as Kalliste remains rigid.

"I don't question his merit..." Kalliste looks at her right in discomfort. He slowly backs away.

"I just wish to know your thoughts on your Emperor." The uneasiness brushed off and she came back with a contemptuous and sincere smile.

"Address Shao Kahn as your Emperor if you wish to remain in your status." He states. Sometimes when he talks, he uses his hands to follow through his words. Body language is what it's called. He looks at her for a moment. The darkness in her eyes fades away when he spoke.

"I have considered offering my time with you today. Your confrontation with Shao Kahn was but a pitiful display." His words almost seem profound but it all lies in dull commiseration. Kalliste's eyes lit up a bit. Slightly stupefied. But she pushes all the sincere astonishment down into the ground. He begins walking and Kal proceeds to follow his move.

"As you know, the Tournament will be here in 2 days. Many unfinished tasks and empty profits acquire to be finalized." He stops. "Will you be prepared to do these endeavors..?" His blood-orange gazes at her, waiting for an answer.

Kalliste nods in response.

"Good."

In the hot, blazing sunlight where they traveled from beyond. The Koliseum is where they advanced to. Downstairs beneath the Koliseum. The smell of rotten flesh and blood fulfilled the air. Walls were carved and decorated in tribute to Shao Kahn's style and flare. The ground had sands covering wood. As they walked down the dimmed areas beneath the Koliseum - nearby were circulated cages. From being so near it, Kalliste almost peered her head through the bars.

GREEEEAAAAA!

An intense hissing and growling came from one of the cages. The eyes of fierce crimson glowed. It was a prowling animal, pouncing at the bars in anger. Kollector cackled by the abrupt scare to which hardly fazed him. It did surprise Kalliste for a moment, but she brushed it off. Underneath the Koliseum Beast Pen; it carried buckets of guts and blood. There were extra cages held from the above. Quite a few interesting and unpleasant creatures were inside of them.

"Why are we here..?" Kalliste questioned.

"I have brought you here because ...- well... One of our beast keeper has been unfortunately killed." He points his hand to a corpse of a mangled large man. Kollector grins unnervingly. The body's intestines were pulled outside of its body. Large scratches on his face completely disfigured his facial structure. Blood everywhere.

Kalliste shrugs. "You are to clean this body. And find the roaming beast." Kalliste gave a confused look.

"Can you not find the ...beast?" Kalliste became even more peculiar.

He stepped forward. A grin he kept on him. "No, it has a way of being ... receptive you see." Kalliste sighs in slight annoyance. She begins to search. "Where could it be...?"

Kalliste searches as she concentrates her mind on the feeling of heat anywhere. Any sign of its movement. Footprints and such. "Are you just going to stand there?" Kalliste exclaims in her fiend's voice. She finds this whole situation and task a bit strange. Kollector ponders off in the background. Hardly observing her.

"You forget your place. When I first served Shao Kahn, I had to accomplish petty tasks. Such as cleaning after the Koliseum's beast pen. A task that only a worthless servant would do. - Now as my position has progressed over the years. My only objective for Shao Kahn is to protect and collect tribute. As well as taking profits."

"So that you may feed your on your wealth and greed..?" Kalliste says softly. She grinned in ignorance. Kollector stands up abruptly in offense. Glaring at Kalliste as he makes his way to her. He began to intimidate her. She brushes off his subduing stature. "You have no privilege to talk to me about what I value." He pierces her with his fiery orange eyes. They glowed from underneath his hood's shadow.

Kalliste nodded subtly and proceeded to search for the beast. "Hurry and solve your task. This body requires cleaning." He says as he points at the dreading corpse.

Kalliste stops her movement and slowly turns around. 'There is no escaped beast is there...?" Kollector doesn't hold eye contact, finding himself silent. He suddenly snaps his fingers. A spark of blue flames flickers. Instantaneously, the sound of unlocking occurred behind her. Kalliste immediately backed away as one of the cages opened on its own.

"There is now." He establishes in amusement. He backs away from the area as Kalliste is on her own with the beast. Her eyes grow in darkness. Scleras turns to pitch black and before the beast could even take a pounce. It drops dead. Kalliste slices its gut, soaking her in its fresh, putrid blood. She turns around slowly, lowering her head as she glares at Kollector with her blacken filled eye sockets.

As she paces to him. Kollector shifts himself slightly, concerned for what she was going to do. But she immediately stops as trembling from above occurred intensely. Her eyes return to normal. A loud horn arises from out of the blue.

Looking above her as she gestures her concern about the abrupt sound.

"Shao Kahn demands our presence."