Swallowing her pride she seeks out Shang Tsung. She approaches the strange sorcerer and bows her head respectfully, fighting the burning fire in her belly at what she was about to do. "Mr. Tsung, I... I... would request not to fight Goro." Shang Tsung smirked at the blond woman. Sonya knelt down on one knee and said, "I know I cannot defeat Goro, please do not do this."
"Begging Ms. Blade?" Shang Tsung drawled, "Hardly befitting a warrior who has entered the Mortal Kombat tournament."
Sonya felt her cheeks heat up in embarrassment, "I never asked to be part of this tournament, please just don't make me fight him."
The evil man smiled and said, "And what do you have to offer me for this favor?"
Sonya did not like the look of lust that flashed in his eyes. She licked her lips and tried to remain calm, "W-what do you want?"
Shang Tsung cupped Sonya's face in his hand and smiled, "Oh many things my little Sonya. Right now I hold your life in my hands, you know you will die if you face Goro. Only I can save you. But will the price be too high? Can you swallow your pride and submit? Sonya's eyes widened, the creep vibe she was getting from the elegantly dressed bastard was turning her insides to mush. What the hell did he want from her?
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