When Citan's hand smacked down against the rat that had attached to him, it wailed and squirmed, wanting to get away since it knew that there was a chance that the human wanted to grab it. It realized that it might be doomed in the human's grasp, after all.

When the second rat's claws met the top of Armand's boot, it wasn't sure what to do. It didn't want to retreat without getting something for its efforts, and so it took a quick bite out of his leg before the man's hand threw it off.

The one that was biting at Armand's heel got two small chunks of flesh ripped out before it was kicked away, flying off of his foot and landing against the floor.