Squeak! Squeak! Squeak!
"So… what's with you attracting rats all of a sudden?" As the entire village of Astarto got into a festive mood, celebrating the great success of their defense against the monster tide, Valyr sat behind a table with Alfaera, Damian, Tristan, and Myst, partaking in the delicacies that were on the table while chatting with the others. At some point, Tristan posed a question he wanted to ask to Valyr, causing the latter to give an innocent smile in response.
"Oh, nothing," replied Valyr, though multiple thoughts were going on inside his head. At the moment, rats were appearing out of nowhere, all of which had eyes that glowed a faint crimson as they headed to Valyr's feet in the hopes of biting him. However, with him still wearing armor, the rats were unable to deal any damage to Valyr, instead bringing themselves to their demise as small orbs of crimson flames hovered around the soles of Valyr's feet, vaporizing the rats out of existence.
