Fifty-Fifty
Ryu burst forward, without an ounce of hesitation, he crossed into the inconspicuous at the base of Shrine Mountain before his body convulsed, slowing down his speed drastically.
As though his body was waiting for this very moment to attack him, a wave of pain tore through Ryu, causing a roar of anguish to escape his lips. His bones fractured and his tense muscles tore, shredding one after another without thought of stopping. Maybe the only saving grace was that Ryu's upper body was left alone, but that was only in a relative sense considering the ghastly chest wound that still adorned his heart and ribs.