Reno was tall enough he could more or less see Tseng across the room, acting just as shocked and scandalized as the rest. He looked around, and saw a shock of crimson streaked across the floor as the inevitable stampede began.

Cut his throat, it looks like. Not Tseng's style, but... He squinted as the area cleared out. Definitely done in a traditional Wutai-ninja kind of way. Nice.

"Should we be running? Everybody is running! Is that blood? Gods!"