Mallory took the diplomat glasses out of her satchel and slipped them on. She instantly wished she hadn’t. The carrion rat pups weren’t so bad, with only ten health each. The only problem with them was that there was over fifty of the creatures. The main issue was the brood mother.
“Don’t just stand there.” Brodie attacked the rat pup that had reached him. “Do something.”
“She’s got two hundred and ten health.” Mallory threw a fireball at the rat pups, needing to attack them twice to take them out. She jumped back out of the way of a pup, attacking it once, seeing it had already lost half its health before she’d attacked it. She assumed Brodie had got to it first. “You better not be focused on XP,” she warned her brother.
The brood mother, having finished stretching, dropped down on all
