Remus Part 3

Part 3

A moment is all it took for the chaos to begin. The Yurn rats began scurrying around toward the floor and toward the broken loom in the back of the room. Remus quickly raised his club and aimed for the closest rat. This time he felt the club impact on the flesh and bone of the rat and then the crack of bone breaking. He had succeeded in catching the back leg of the rat and shattering the bone.
The rat with the broken leg let out a loud shrill screech and the other rats paused as Remus raised his club and brought it down on the injured rat again, this time aiming for its head. The shreeching of the rat turned into a whimper and finally went silent as Remus landed the blow and then repeated hitting until the rat stopped moving.
One down, see this is a lot easier than the stupid wolf.
Remus looked up from the now limp rat just in time to see one of the other rats standing right in front of him, low to the ground and ready to pounce. Remus swung his club up to try to catch this rat in the head as well but it ducked under the swing and slowly backed away. Out of the corner of his eye he could see the tails of the other Yurn Rats disappearing under the broken loom. The last rat snarls and keeps backing away, staying just out of reach of Remus’s club as he approaches and tries to swing at it before running out his reach and disappearing into the floor under the loom.
Remus cautiously approached the loom, poking the floor with his club in an attempt to find the hole the rat had disappeared into. Shifting a piece of the loom and cloth to the side revealed a hole large enough to easily fit his head into. The rats long gone, Remus stomped on the floor in frustration.
Remus’s foot went through the weakened floor as the boards beneath him gave way and he fell down a couple feet in a cloud of dust and pieces of cloth. The screeching and squealing began anew as he accidently collapsed the roof of the rat nest in using his body weight.
He had only fallen a couple feet but now he was unsteady and could not see around him due to the dust and the lack of light but he could tell there were rats all around him by the great rustling and noise that came from all over. And to make matters worse he had lost his grip on the club. It seemed that he had landed on top of one of the rats and it struck at his leg, its teeth tearing easily through the pant leg and into his flesh. Remus yelped in pain and tried to kick the large rat off his leg, but the cramped space he now found himself in made that difficult. He grappled with the rat and rolled to the side, beating the rat with his bare hands until it let go. Unfortunately he rolled right into another one of the rats which left him with another bite in his side just inches away from the bite the wolf had made.
Remus lay there among the boards, dirt and scraps of cloth as the Yurn rats scampered away through side tunnels and escaped into the dark.