Ryu is silent, and craving deep inside seems to claw it's way up. Hunger takes a hold of Ryu, despite having just eaten. He leaps toward Samantha and the girl, which had sought refuge in the smaller section of the room. Ryu is quick. Quicker then he ever has been before. It was easy to catch them. A wild and savage grin spreads across his face, hand closing around the mother's neck. Ryu pays no attention to the little girl, shoving her aside and out of Samantha's arms. Everything seemed distant, hearing only the pounding of his pulse. Ryu is barely aware of his actions as he tears into Samantha. He feels an intoxicating thrill, which only grows as he nears his next meal. The vision of the oni mask is seared into his mind, the clearest thing he could think of in that moment. Ryu isn't aware of the pounding footsteps that near the tavern's room.