"What are you doing? Run!" Freya shouted, her voice desperate, her blue eyes wide with panic, the tunnel's oppressive weight crushing her resolve.
"Watch my back," Rhea said, stepping in front of Freya, her voice steady, her scarred hands igniting with a roar that shook the air.
She faced the oncoming tsunami, the rats a writhing, shrieking wave, their concrete leaders at the forefront, their glowing eyes locked on their prey.
Freya hesitated, then trusted her, throwing up a new ice wall behind them, its spikes gleaming like daggers, and froze the sewage water beside her which now spanned for a hundred meters, ensuring no fireproof rats could flank them.
The frozen water was a double-edged sword.
It widened the rats' path, their tsunami swelling, but Freya held her ground, her blue eyes locked on Rhea's back, her heart pounding with a mix of fear and awe.
"Eat this!" Rhea roared, her eyes blazing like twin suns, her entire body engulfed in fire.
