The wretched rat soldier lay shaking on the churchyard path. A hush fell across the entire horde. He stared beseechingly into the merciless eye of Cluny.

  ‘Oh please, Chief, it was only a joke, I didn’t mean to—’

  Crack!

  The powerful tail whipped expertly out, slashing across the rat’s face with its poisoned metal war barb. The army looked on in horror as the stricken victim shuddered and lay dead at Cluny’s feet.