[Court of the Rat King - Amalungak]

The King reaches out with his hand to take the cloak. Much like the "wings" on his back, it's made out of gnarled, dead black wood.

"I will give it to one of my knights who fight against this beast."

[Tracking Rats -- -Ruby, Fade, Holly]

The group's already difficult position deep in the tunnels is about to get worse. Something seems to be emerging from the deeper tunnels. It's... cat-people? Ghosts of cat-people, more like, with glowing red eyes, carrying guns and knives. There seems to be eight of them, with three carrying guns, two carrying knives and three relying on sharp claws. Once they spot the four people, they take off in their direction with wordless malice. The cat-people carrying guns stop and start firing inaccurate bursts of bullets in their direction. While the ammunition is as spectral as they are, being hit with it is still about as pleasant as a real bullet.