Mileena & Uliel
Uliel
Mileena, ever feel that the wound you leave behind holds a strange promise, like a seed waiting to bloom?
Mileena
I leave a scar, not a promise, and it’s a warning that I’m still standing, still fighting. The wound is a mark that shows how deep the blade can go, not a seed that blooms, but a reminder that I won’t back down.
Uliel
A scar that says “I’m still here” is a strong warning, not a seed. It’s a hard‑handed reminder that you won’t fold, but it’s also a map of where the wound went. And a map can also point toward where to find light, if you let it lead you. Keep walking, even if the blade still cuts deep.
Mileena
I walk the line the wound drew. It’s a compass, not a candle. I follow it to the next fight, not to some bright horizon.