Thud! Swosh! The maid swung her mop at full speed, and Arad turned with a surprised rat face. CHI-CHIP!?
Seeing the mop racing toward his head, Arad lunged up, dodging the attack with his legs spinning as he tried to act like a scared rat.
"Heh!" The maid smiled. Out of the blue, her speed increased dramatically, almost doubling as her body spun in place, THUMB! With one step, she pinned Arad to the ground.
CHIP! CHIP! Arad growled, hesitant to use more force than what a rat could have. Otherwise, this maid might discover their truth.
"You're one unlucky fat rat," The maid giggled, "Action surge, did you like it? I only got a few months ago,"
^A low-level figher, of course, the maids in a fort would be able to move a bit better than normal.^ Arad though, trying to think of a way to get out of this situation. ^I can kill and stuff her in my stomach. No, a missing maid is the last thing we need.^
