In an instant, Tempest looses some of her high-explosive lightning, but the majority of the rest of the furry menace goes out of their way to dogpile you first, literally piling on by jumping out of the windows. You lose your grip on your improvised weapon and are briefly pushed down by the street rat tide, wailing away with their sad little blunt weapons. Their surprise attack succeeded for all of five seconds before they were thrown off all at once, sent flying in every which direction from a small taste of your real strength.