Relief washes over him at just the very sound of Roland's voice in the dark, echoing over the scurrying of what sounds like countless rats. Just that reassurement is enough, and so Inigo follows up on those words. Staying where he is, figuring Roland has a good reason to tell him to do so. So he stands, trying to fend off the rats as best as he can, trying to get rid of as many of them that scurry up to him by swinging his sword.

And then the reason for Roland to call out those words becomes very clear very quickly. A flame in the darkness, light, the familiar sight of Bambosh. Tiny higgledies moving towards him-- and then it feels like Inigo's heart, too, is set on fire, but in the best way possible.

"Alright!"

It gives him renewed determination, especially with Roland by his side. Inigo moves the moment he says that word, as light on his feet as ever as he runs over to the right, raising his sword. There's enough trust in Roland that Inigo doesn't even have to try and look over to the other side. He knows Roland will be right there to strike at the same time as him. Doubtlessly.

So without worrying about it, Inigo pulls back his sword, only to slash it straight into the giant rat's general neck area. (It's hard to tell when it's that big, okay.) He can feel the blade moving through the flesh.

"No hard feelings!"