The yard fell silent. The unexpected reversal stunned everyone, including the guards watching from afar. The rat’s entourage hesitated, unsure of what to do. They had never seen their leader so effortlessly dismantled. Tomás stood over the fallen bully, offering him a hand, a gesture of peace rather than victory.

“Enough,” Tomás said quietly, his voice carrying an authority that belied his appearance. “This isn’t who we have to be.”