Licking off the blood, Eve hides behind another corner, as she sends her psicrystal to take a look. She hopes that there are no dangerous whistling rats around here.

The psicrystal sprouts tiny spider-like legs, and crawling to the ceiling, peeks over the corner from its high vantage point, as Eve heads to hide in the opposite direction just in case. She was NOT in any shape to fight more rats.