Monica watched as the fighting went on. Claw-guy just ripped the Rat King a new one, and now it was starting to go berserk. Not good. Uhhh... yeah, no. She started backpedaling away from the monstrosity as it swung its arms around violently.

[i]"Use the portal! Hit its tails from its blind spot!"[/i]

Portal? There were more? Looking around, she looked up to see a shimmering circle in the sky. Well, where's the other one? Before she could find out, someone had dive bombed the King from the portal. Flying down he grabbed on to the heads and gripped tightly. Or at least, that's what she thought. She couldn't see to well with all the smoke and distance. Speaking of distance, falling that far probably hurt. Eh. He'd probably be fine. She started to close the distance ever so slightly in an attempt to see just what was going on. There was a loud cracking sound as the King brought down a club and shattered it on the man. Ok, [i]now[/i] he probably wouldn't be fine. That's when she noticed it was the same young man she saw earlier, who was wearing only his boxers. And now he was taking them off. Uhhh... was this his fetish?

Apparently it wasn't, as the man grabbed hold of the tails. The Rat King started screeching as its tails were pulled out. Monica doubled over and covered her ears. Dear God, the screeching was in her [i][b]mind![/b][/i] What was this thing. At last the screeching stopped, and the king was slumped over, dead.

Opening her eyes, she viewed the aftermath. The King was probably dead, and the naked man lay on the floor. Well, here's hoping he wasn't dead. Being one of the first to arrive, she was already doing her thing. She felt like she was in back at work, in a trance, almost. First, his pulse. Faint, but there. Hand to the sky, she started the healing process.