Klein dug deeper into his robes, reaching for every scroll he had at his disposal. He tossed them into the air, so that it would rain paper, and bit into his thumb to draw blood.
Still, the scrolls needed skill symbols to activate.
And the army of fiend rats was washing in from all around him like a tidal wave. There was no time.
He was going to die.
Just as the flood of rabbid rats was about to crash down on him, a sweet-honeyed scent sprayed into air, and an instant later the rats froze... suspended like a frozen wave in a mist of gold and blue.
Klein didn't pause to figure out what was going on.
He flung blood from his thumb into the air at the now floating scrolls, before chanting: "Transfiguration."
The scrolls all lit up with a blue glow, and with a wave of his arms, they zipped towards the frozen wave of rats like paper darts.
The scrolls disintegrated upon contact, marking some of the rats with the same blue glow from the activation sequence.
