Kat jumped straight down the newly made hole, very thankful that Stone had somehow been able to eyeball her wingspan at some point and make a hole to accommodate for that. As Kat fell, she observed her surrounding and instantly came to a conclusion she didn't like… and that was the realisation that despite the huge number of rats Stone had killed, it wasn't even close to enough. A veritable wave of the things was already washing in her direction and she didn't think some fancy blade would help her here.
Kat wanted to freeze. Her mind didn't know how to react. She'd be fine. Probably. Her regeneration would take care of it. She wasn't scared of course but… she had no idea what to do. There was too much, and she'd been told not to use her fire too much inside the mines. Then, as the first rats started to touch her body a small part of her mind spoke up. 'We aren't in the mines anymore' and 'As long as it isn't too much fire'
