Ratslaying contest

> Conjure a high-entropy bubble, aging the rats into harmless arthritic codgers.

You create a sphere of Age at the surface of your palm and lunge down to intersect it in the body of an onrushing rat. The rat's skin crackles as if paper-thin.

> Call upon a swarm of mice to combat the swarm of rats

Create a breeding pair of owls but first make a very tall owl house that can't be climbed nor bitten and just hang out in there until the owls do your job

create

i'm pretty sure they eat mice

You exert the powers of Creation . . . and nothing happens. The tide of rats waxes over you in your moment of distraction, and you take 4 rat bites. As you inspect your bloody wounds, you realize that you have exhausted the power of Creation yet again. Your Weapon and your Light Steed are your only aid remaining.

>Brainwash some rats into an pocalyptic cult and become their idol and god and make them kill others in a bloody crussade.

You take one of the rats in your hand, and vow to use Compulsion to make yourself its deity as soon as you have the chance. It bites you, once.

Crush their spines with spikes of light. Break their bones with hails so bright. Pound their flesh with pellets of might.

Motivated by the Rage of the sensation Pain, you stomp around in a dance of kicks. The rat which you previously cursed with Age is helpless under your onslaught; its blood flows freely from its thin skin, and its bones are as brittle as metal that exists in a state of Cold. You kill an additional 12 rats. But can you sustain this?

THIRTEEN THOUSAND NINE HUNDRED FIFTY-THREE RATS REMAIN