"NOW!" Stone shouts, as the wall shifts under his hand.
Kat burst through, her mind already whirring with possibilities before her vision even clears. This isn't a spar. And this isn't a fight against humans. This will be a fight against an endless sea of rats. She knows this, and finds a strange sort of peace. Kat doesn't have to worry about holding back, or if this is the right thing to do. She thinks herself ready as she charges forward.
As the dust starts to fall Kat brings her hands up, realising her fans are not with her. Then realising, a mere moment later, she is wrong, her fans rest easily in her hands, ready to be used, even if she knows not how they should be.
