"of course, you're a sorcerer. You can do that." Damn, she thought, a person could get a work out just by walking up these stairs.
She had to bend her head a little to see under his arm-the man was 2 inches taller than her-as he opened the door and stepped inside.
"Elder Gods..." The place was huge. There was a clearing in the center of the room where some large mats were placed, a wooden target for close range practice, punching bag. Sonya walked over to the edge of the mats and slowly spun around before turning back to Shang Tsung. She had a look on her face that was reminiscent of a child discovering she'd recieved a favorite toy at Christmas.