"Found you. Finally found you, you shameless fraud pretending to be the Rat Catcher."
Asuka felt a little panicked too, and she began forcing herself not to be nervous. Though she was a girl, she would never admit defeat so easily.
Dozens, perhaps hundreds, of crimson eyes appeared in the depths of the tunnel. Just looking at those scarlet eyes was enough to send chills down one's spine.
In dark environments, humans instinctively felt fear because of the discomfort of having their vision deprived.
There was also fear of the unknown, an instinctive dread.
This dread could be overcome through training, or at least suppressed to the point where it would not affect normal actions.
Hundreds, even thousands, of old rats poured out of the tunnel. The restless black rats moved swiftly, surging toward Asuka like a river.
"Isn't this way too many, no matter how you look at it?"
Most girls were rather afraid of these filthy black rats, and when they gathered in such numbers, they were even more terrifying to girls.
"Go back to your nest."
Asuka activated her Gift toward the swarm of rats, but the rats did not change in the slightest.
The girl froze for a moment. She knew that her ability had little effect against targets vastly stronger than herself.
Yet these rats looked weak in combat. Why could she still not command them?
Was her Gift really that fragile?
At this moment, Asuka had no spare time to summon a stronger Gift while protecting the little spirit.
As for the Water Sapling, she had already returned it to the base earlier.
Therefore, she lacked sufficient means to counter this tide of rats.
But waiting helplessly for death was not an option. She directly summoned a silver Cross Sword and began cutting down