The monastery was quiet that morning. Too quiet, in the way that always preceded something going sideways.
The alarm blared through the hallways, cutting through the peaceful dawn like a blade. Red lights flashed overhead, painting the stone walls in urgent crimson.
Kai Smith
already pulling on his gi, skidding into the main hall Robbery. Downtown. Now.
Jay Walker
stumbling after him, one boot on, one off Why do they always pick the morning I decide to sleep in?
Nya Smith
arms crossed, eyebrow raised Because you always decide to sleep in.
The others filed in quickly—Cole, Zane, and Lloyd at the rear, already suited and ready. Sensei Wu stood by the entrance, staff in hand.
Sensei Wu
The thieves have triggered multiple traps in the Vault of Antiquities. The building is unstable. Caution is paramount.
Lloyd Garmadon
grinning Caution's my middle name.
Zane Julien
tilting his head It is not.
Lloyd Garmadon
...It's the thought that counts.
The Bounty hummed to life, engines roaring as the team launched toward the city skyline. Below, smoke curled from the Vault's entrance, the historic building looking worse for wear.
Kai Smith
Alright, plan's simple. We get in, stop the thieves, get out before the whole place comes down.
Cole Brookstone
cracking his knuckles And if they don't cooperate?
Kai Smith
smirking Then we make it complicated.
The Bounty touched down on a nearby rooftop. Through the targeting lens, a pair of figures could be seen darting between collapsed pillars inside the Vault.
Lloyd Garmadon
glancing at Y/n Stay close. This place looks like it's one wrong step from collapsing.
Beyond the shattered windows, the shadows moved. The robbers had noticed them.