Sushang stands before a training dummy. Her stance is wide. She knows it's not the right one, but that street performer has her infuriated enough to act a fool! She slashes at it, treating the training sword like a club, beating the dummy as a child might a plush with a toy sword or stick. The dummy only wobbles on its sturdy stand no matter what she does before she finally tosses the sword down... Then she quickly realized how she's acting, pats herself on the cheeks, and picks it back up, a bit of shame mixing with the adrenaline in her look. She just puts the sword back with a sigh, feeling bad about her little outburst. At least no one saw. She goes to leave the grounds, but bumps into someone. She looks up at them, a little panicked, remembering at that exact moment that she left the training dummy knocked over.

Sushang: "Um, whoops! Look how strong that wind is! Hah, a great hero must've come back to knock a few more down." She chuckles, trying to be funny about it as she quickly moves to pick it back up. "Well, hey, this is alright. Not everything makes it into the history books." She reassures herself, calmly walking back to the building leading away from the training center, trying not to make eye contact.