Soaring through the exit of the short connecting feature, Bathilda wastes no time setting her plan into motion. She dive bombs towards the Alto that is about to end the life of its opponent.

Even in the state of near death, the Brat picks up a new scent and slowly locks eyes with the fast approaching Bat. The Alto on the other hand, is too enthralled in its victory to notice the small target bearing down from above. As it begins to raise one of its large feet off the ground, to finish off the already disabled meal it's planning on eatting, it is suddenly stabbed from behind in a very strange place. The small prick isn't anything to harm it but right after, a gust of wind blows past and a Bat is left standing several meters away from it and its dinner.

Not giving the Alto any chance to think about the situation, Bathilda launches three consecutive Wing Blades before taking off at the speed of sound.

Prevented from chasing after the creature that has so rudely interrupted its meal, as dodging the well aimed strikes takes priority, the Alto can only watch as the blades of air bisect the strangely happy Brat. Furious that it didn't get the notification it had grown used to seeing when finishing off an enemy, the overgrown rabbit begins bouncing towards the tunnel it saw the filthy winged creature flee through.

Bathilda, on the other hand is overjoyed at the successful outcome of her hit and run. Not only did she manage to slice the Brat up into eight separate pieces, boosting her confidence towards the large group of rodents that chased away, but she also managed to land a poison laced chomp on the Alto's behind. Not wanting to stop anywhere that the angry rabbit might be able to reach, as she can clearly see it hopping through her Echolocation, Bathilda heads towards the hole she has spent a lot of time around.

'Nothing that I've seen so far has the amazingly awesome ability to fly, so I should be safe wait it out down there,' with these thought leading her way she darts down the hole. As she approaches the bottom of the extremely dark pit she opens her wings, catching the air to help slow her motion before she begins searching for a stable place to rest. Flapping her leathery appendages, Bathilda moves around the outer wall before eventually finding a small alcove big enough for her relax in. She's still reluctant to hang as she knows bat's do after the last time she face bombed the floor.

'I'll be fine here. It's quite dangerous to hang around in the open anyway. For now this can be my base of operations. Really? Yes! It's my body and if I want to sit in a cave instead of hanging from the roof, then that's what I'm damn well going to do!' as it does, every so often when her anger builds up and she shouts, a new map is drawn across Bathilda's eyes. As she stares down to what would have been certain death if she had landed on the floor, she is now more grateful than ever that she was born with wings.

At the bottom of the pit, the remains of the large creature known as a Millisnake have almost been devoured entirely. Surrounding it on all sides, and chewing through any meat that has been clumsy left on the bones, hundreds of monsters called Barts can seen flooding the area. Each one has around 500HP and are almost double the size of their obviously unevolved counterparts, the Brats.

'See that! We're staying here... I mean, I! I'm staying here. Now, be quiet and let me check myself out, please,' talking to herself is becoming a pleasant commodity as there's no one else for her to converse with down here. Feeling a little saddened at her lonely situation, Bathilda looks towards the last notification she's received.

Brat has been slain

715XP has been awarded

Wing Slash has reached Level 4

Bathilda has reached Level 9

Flight has reached Level 5

Flight+: Speed and Stamina have been increased for more fluid movement and sustained flights.

'Nice. Once that Alto dies, I'll confirm my evoultion in here. No falling. No enemies. It's one hundred percent safe. What if you're too big after the evolution is over? Shit! What if I'm too big,' Bathilda immediately begins digging into the walls of her small her home. This isn't an easy task for her as bats are not normally the burrowing type. Nonetheless, Bathilda digs at the pace of nurse that's mid-shift with multiple cases and all hell going down on in the wards.

The Alto eventually died, somewhere in the tunnels, and at some point not long after Bathilda had started digging. This notification was lost to her and so was the shouting of the voice in her head. All she knew, was soil and rocks. Soil was thrown or swept out, creating a brown rain that almost went unnoticed until the creatures had finished their meal. After they started gathering beneath the strange occurrence, curious as to what was causing the strange phenomena. Likewise with every rock that came free or when prized out, either by claw or wing. They too were swiftly thrown from the entrance, dropping mercilessly towards the Brat pile below.

When she has finally finished, Bathilda stands at the entrance to appreciate the hard work she has just put in. What had once been a small alcove is now much bigger and has become the size of a small room. Satisfied with her work, her sense return bringing the annoying voice of Bathilda's brain back with it.

'Why the hell haven't you been listening to me? I was in the zone. The zone? The zone? I said it would have been sufficient half a room ago! Yeah, I just wanted to be sure. Well because you wanted to make sure, you have missed out on more XP to grow with! What!? How? And how the hell do you know that? You're me right? I'm just talking to myself, aren't I? Well, in a way I'm you, because I'm in your mind but you can call me Hiro. Hiro? Yes? Get the fuck outta my head!