Shang Tsung's been in plenty of fights, and all of them, except for the flawless ones, had left their marks upon him, greater or lesser. But with the right medicine, well...all wounds could be healed so well it would look they'd never happened at all.

"I know the feeling." Shang replies, finishing with his bracer. He considers her question. "I have fought beasts before." He says, ruminating. "They are...hm, not challenging to a veteran. They are creatures of instinct only, and instinct is easy to counter by a smart opponent." He looks at her, appraisingly.

"I have always found opponents who can think on their feet more challenging. More...satisfying. Don't you agree?"