It was around the time that Onbin was going to stab the creature in one of its eye-things that Masato entered the kitchen fully, since he was unable to truly see anything from outside. Quickly, he assessed the situation; and he could feel his heart skip a beat when he saw something that, quite frankly, should not exist. That, and someone who he might have mistaken for an over-excited cosplayer, if it wasn't for the fact that there was a god damned monster in the kitchen.<br/><br/>The woman did not seem to be in any good shape, and the monster looked poised to finish what it had probably started. The whole thing was absurd, but, he didn't have time to dwell upon the absurdity; the hows and the whys could be answered later, for now, it was time for action.<br/><br/>"Dammit! Onbin! Get Fuyuko and the girl out of here!" he'd suddenly bark. Masato knew, or at least thought, that Onbin considered himself a hero; but the Kendo student doubted his ability to truly hold his own in a  fight against another human, never mind something that belonged in a video game or some sort of tentacle rape manga.<br/><br/>He would quickly assess the kitchen for anything that might help him; something metal. A pot, a pan, a large stirring rod; anything would do in a pinch. He wasn't even fully sure what he'd do once he had his hands on something that could at least pass for a weapon, but... "Hey, you ugly son-of-a-bitch! Over here!" He screamed, and cajoled, trying to draw the monsters attention towards himself.