As Asura drew himself back from his latest attack a sudden presence on his body made him blink for a moment. A dire rat just landed on him and was starting to attack him. [color=red]"Cheeky bastard."[/color] He growled out, his tone low and agitated. He obviously wasn't afraid of the rat so he reciprocated by "melting" down into a kind of thick puddle. Surging up he made to clap around the rats head as hard as he could.

Hit or miss there'd be a loud wet clap and he'd pull himself back together to send another attack at the dire rat. He wouldn't even bother trying to dodge its attacks, melee against melee he needed the rat close. It was faster than him but it had no safe angles to attack from. Every time it'd go in for a bite or scratch he'd lunge in that direction to slam into its face.