"Everyone, gather around! Adult males surround the elderly, children, and women in the center, everyone find nearby objects to fight the rats, don't let the rat swarm get close to the crowd!" Qing Chen shouted, "Those still inside the houses, come out quickly and join us, we must leave now!"
He wielded the Puppeteer as a blade, flitting through the long street like a shadow, slicing any rats attempting to approach cleanly in two.
With Qing Chen's speed, he managed to protect the crowd airtight, though he refrained from using the Thunder power, keeping it as his trump card.
Because he was unsure whether the Jindai had regular troops ambushed in this city, if they did, Thunder would be his real card against their firearms.
In the dark, the Puppeteer was entirely invisible and without form, slicing through the rats as Qing Chen felt the threads cut effortlessly through their bodies.
Cutting skin and muscle, severing bone and fascia, the rats vanished into dust instantly.
