What ensued next was a chaotic mess of fighting and slipping on the oil, the whole party was thrown off because of the oil.
What would normally be a simple beast has become a difficult opponent. The rats seem to have adapted to the oil and were able to scratch with their claws at the right moment.
Aldrich tried to get back up but thanks to the constant attacks of two rats he always ended up falling and slipping.
He cursed in him mind but then breathed in deeply to remain calm. He examined his 'wounds' and it turns out they were barely scratches.
His skin was already very tough, these rats were weaklings even if he allowed them to scratch all day he wouldn't be too bothered. Seeing this, he stopped struggling.
He relaxed his muscles and when one of the rats closed in to attack him again he reached out with the speed of lightning and caught it.
