Cleo draws her sword and charges, swinging at the rat. It's a grotesque monster, sure... But so are the ones in her visions. She just lets those visions guide her, sidestepping the rat's lunge with a swing at its leg, aiming to lop it off in one blow.]
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Cleo draws her sword and charges, swinging at the rat. It's a grotesque monster, sure... But so are the ones in her visions. She just lets those visions guide her, sidestepping the rat's lunge with a swing at its leg, aiming to lop it off in one blow.]
A monster is not fit to wear that hat.