Ryu cracked his neck slightly, his Great Swordstaffs just barely resting on the ground. He didn't seem very affected by the number of people slowly surrounding them. In fact, he could feel a faint boiling in his veins, an excitement that was bubbling forth.
It seemed that his libido wasn't the only thing affected by his strengthening Bloodlines.
Of course, this nonchalance was in part due to the fact that Ryu wasn't aware of the number of members a usual Team should have. He never really asked about those things. If it wasn't for the fact that Ryu's gaze could see the different emblems of different teams, he wouldn't have even known that they were being targeted by many in the first place.
However, to Ryu, it was all the same. In fact, the more difficult it was, the better.
