The rats were incredibly savage. They were different in many ways. Some even had two hands and looked like a psyched dog and not a rat.
Kyle breathed out, 'So this is the way demons can be.' Kyle took out his Terror's Reach and went into the defensive stance. Fighting multiple enemies? It wasn't a problem for Kyle.
Kyle tried to strike the first 10 orange rats that were closest and have already been attacking him together. Kyle was ready and sliced out in an arc in front of him. But instead of feeling the flesh being cut and scratches of the rats, Kyle felt as if he hit the stone slab that was impossible to destroy.
Kyle tried to put even more strength behind his strike but couldn't. The whole rat formation crumbled, but Kyle didn't kill a single one. 'They are only level 7, and they are this strong?! They seem to be the lightest of red light that I have seen so far. How is this even possible?'