Shang Tsung finished with his readings, and writings and stood up with a stretch. His muscles were yearning for physical activity. He stood up, and walked towards the training room. He heard voices... Sonya was teaching someone magic?
He stood in the doorway and listened as she spoke. "Ah, look at you now. Giving lessons. The amazing tutelage of Sonya Blade." Shang Tsung smirked.