Another rats body stills as it is covered in a mystical sheet of frost and shatters, along with a more grisly crunch from its remaining kin as a large, non fleshy foot stomps down on it. The tumult dies down, and only the hissing wind and thunder of the storm raging behind you remains.
Out of Initiative: Everyone recieves 50 xp. The three doors, one infront of you, one to your left, and one to your right, remain open.