"You don't need to explain. Considering Tsung's power and his cunning...visiting the tombs isn't far off-and just try imagining participating in the Mortal Kombat tournament."
She took the bag from him, pulling out a chocolate crescent. "As for me, I'm tired, sore, hungry and slightly shocked from that night." Now that Tsung was out of the room, Henry could get a better look at Sonya: there were bruises on her shoulders and the right side of her face, a band-aide could be seen just near her neck and her hands and fingers were also bandaged.
She took a bite of the pastry and practically inhaled it. She wasn't sure if it was due to the baby or due to how much she'd exerted herself that night.