Screeeee! Screeches rang out as Amber stepped onto the podium, the slew of rats surrounding the final dungeon boss shooting toward her maniacally.
"Hmm, I'm not afraid of you," Amber whispered, her eyes darting to the charging figures. From the aura they radiated, she could tell they ranged from level ten to twenty. Individually, they didn't pose much danger to her, but their numbers more than made up for it. A pain in the ass to others, but not to her—at least, not anymore.
She smirked, remembering Aurelian's words: You have yet to unleash the full scope of your talent. She hadn't understood what he meant earlier, but she did now. Just moments ago, she had discovered a new trick, one she was sure the rats were going to like.
Raising her hands, she stretched them out, fists pointed at the charging horde. The playful smirk on her face widened as she whispered, "Go!"
