Ratslaying contest

the ratting piece is gone
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feel the rage burning within you against all ratkind, for the filthy residents of rodentia must have pilfered your prized ratting piece, they must have known of its deadly prowess at slaying rats in vast quantities, and scattered its components to the winds
smash those rats with your bare hands, smash with a fury you haven't felt since the last ratty crusade against the cheddar brigands of 96, when a rapscallion dared to befoul your rations and humiliate your watchguard prowess
suffer not the rat
smash the rat
smash the rat
smash the rat
smaaaaaaaaash
theeeeeeeeeee
raaaaaaaaaaat

You recall your previous existence. The memory gives you strength, and you destroy 2 rats more. Unfortunately, the rats have now surrounded you, and two of them dart in to bite you. You have now suffered 4 rat bites.

>Rat: Burst into flames. Let a phoenix be born from you.

You focus further, spending reserves of a different sort. The rat corpse now emanates the phenomenon of Flame. From the flame erupts a phoenix, a golden-feathered eagle with talons of brilliant sapphire. It grasps 1 rat in those talons and begins to eat.

You have exhausted your ability to fundamentally alter reality. You feel tired.

THIRTEEN THOUSAND NINE HUNDRED NINETY-THREE RATS REMAIN