He only had time to get an elbow under himself to try to get up before there was a sword in his gut. He cried out in pain, and his knees reflexively curled forward on the floor. His hand released the machete as they reached out to grab hold of the hilt of Hans' sword.

On its way through, the sword tore a hole in Rat's backpack, and out tumbled a few of the tokens. As well as some extras. Either Rat, or the person he'd won the backpack from, had been playing dirty.