Frustration

The blood smoothly fell from Ryu's palm. It was as though his skin couldn't be blemished. Without so much as an attempt to wipe it, it all dripped away on its own. 

Ryu shook his head. How asinine. 

Without sparing anyone else a glance, he stepped down from the table and walked up the stairs of the inn. He had already known where his destination was a long time ago and had already pinpointed exactly where Sarriel was. 

The lobby and dining area of the inn was stunned into silence. Even those who had been chuckling at the young man's misfortune couldn't find it in themselves to laugh anymore. What they had just seen was simply far too shocking. Many of them couldn't help but pinch themselves to check if they weren't dreaming. 

Not a single one of them could defeat that young man with such ease. In fact, even the most powerful among those that remained would need to exchange several thousand moves with him before a winner would be decided.