Ryu put a palm to his forehead, growing more anxious with each turn of events. He followed after them, but stopped when he nearly tripped over a corpse. It was clear it was trying to defend the village, with a small sword clasped in it's hand. Ryu couldn't make out any facial features, and god did it smell awful. Ryu crouched down quickly, pushing his disgust aside as he wrestled the weapon out of the burnt hand. Ryu was slightly surprised by how many weapons the village had, but Ryu just figured it was because of hard times. Ryu stood back up and sprinted after the group, unsure if they were going to come out of this alive.