*Even from within the building, the waves of energy pouring off of Rep could still be felt.* Rep: (turning his attention and rage towards Apophis, his voice quiet but still audible, each word threatening to unleash the oceans of rage and energy that churned behind each word.) You did this. You hurt someone we care for, now you will feel the pain you have been causing throughout your entire life. *Energy started to pour in from seemingly nowhere and coalesce into something.*
"HEY, REP, WHO'S HURT?" Raven shouted out. ~~~~~~~ Inside the bar, Maya was still losing a fair bit of blood, staining the wood floor. Asmo caught the heavy scent of blood and opened an eye on the wall. He then stuttered as his heart skipped a beat. "M...Maya?" "I need you to remove the scale," Belial said to Dusty. "Are you out of your mind? If we do that, she'll bleed to death! You... you want that, don't you?" "I'm unable to act against the will of my brother, and he wants everypony dear to him to survive this fight. That means her." From Belial's throat came a low, gurgled growl. "Now, if you wish to stop being childishly *squee!*ing untrusting, there are major blood vessels severed, and I need to cauterize them. I need the *squee!*ing scale out of the *squee!*ing way to *squee!*ing do that. Clear, bald pony?" "...Fine. I suppose I don't have a choice." Dusty took a deep breath and surrounded the scale with his magic. Asmo slowly approached the trio, visibly scared. "Hey, Dusty. You're... gonna save her, right? We're not gonna let a big piece of shrapnel from a pussy snake take her out... r-right?"
Overhearing Raven's voice, he flew upwards to around her altitude and looked around, noticing that Maya was nowhere in sight. "Rave!" he called from a few metres away. "Wasn't Maya over there?" He pointed over to a Bastille where she was initially fighting.
Scanning the area, he did a slow 360, confirming that she was nowhere in sight. "Uh... No. Maybe we should check the bar?"
"You do that, bro, I'm sure she's fine. I mean it's Maya! I've gotta stay here and hold up this... oh hey, check out my giant wolf!"
He looked over to Raven's transparent guitar wolf. "Rad... Alright, catch you in a bit!" Turning away, he landed by the bar and peered inside. "Oh, s*yay!*..." He grimaced at the sight of Maya's stricken body. "What just happened...?"
"She sustained an injury," Belial answered, burning her wound as Dusty removed the scale. "She has a slim chance of survival, but there is a chance." "I... I need you both to help us," Dusty choked out as he did his best to heal pretty much all of the internal organs in her belly. "I need Blackened to search her things and feed her the healing potions she's carrying. And I need Asmo to kill anything that even looks at this building the wrong way. After all the times she's saved my life, I'm about to save hers." Asmo nodded, quickly making his way to the door. He was pissed now. Those ponies saved his sanity, if one could call it that, and anypony who hurt them deserved to be ripped apart. One of the few remaining wraiths tried to get in. He conjured up a mass of tentacles and slowly ripped it limb from limb. No snarky comment this time. Just hatred for the spawn of that which harmed his friend.
"I'm on it." He quickly ran behind the counter and opened the cellar door. "They're down here, right?"
With that, he quickly ran back and rummaged through Maya's saddlebag in search of one of her healing potions. After quickly finding one, he pulled the top off and began to slowly pour its contents into her mouth.
He did exactly that, watching the potion trickle down the mare's throat. Much like Dusty, he wanted her to survive as well.
"No... there's no pulse..." Tears began to well up in Dusty's eyes. "What do you mean there's no pulse, Dust?!" Asmo demanded. "Move it, Blackened!" Dusty moved himself over to her side and began immediate CPR. Five pumps on the chest, then a breath into her mouth, nose covered. All the while, he was straining himself, draining his magic on her internal injuries. Belial let out a sigh, shaking his head. "It had to happen some day, I suppose... She was how old? Past her time, I'm sure. She lived a good-" Asmo snarled, storming up to Belial, baring his teeth. "You shut your mouth, you psychopath. You don't give a damn about her, or any of us, just keeping big bro happy so he doesn't snap your neck when we're done here!"
This isn't good... he thought to himself as her pulse showed no signs of returning. He moved over and quickly pulled out another one before feeding it to her.
"Thanks, Asmodeus. I'll remember you calling me out... when this is all over." Belial turned and walked out the door to re-enter the fight. Asmo started pacing around her, panicking, speaking under his breath, "Come on, come on, come on..." A while of CPR had gone by. Nothing seemed to be changing. Dusty was fighting back the urge to sob. Over a thousand years of marriage, he couldn't handle losing her. But hope seemed to be lost. Her eyes had rolled back. There was no heartbeat, and no breathing, for two minutes. It appeared that a millennium of living dangerously had caught up with them. By this point, even Dusty didn't expect her to come back. Until... There was a sudden gasp and violent twitch from Maya as life returned to her eyes. She had the sense to instinctively reach up, snatch the potion from Blackened and down it the instant she woke. "Maya!" Dusty immediately wrapped his hooves around her, ecstatic to see her alive, but shaking with fear still. "I thought I lost you..." "YES!" Asmo leapt into the air with joy. "I bucking knew you'd pull through, Stoner Horse!"
At that, he recoiled slightly, but quickly realised the situation had now madea turn for the better. "You made it... You f*yay!*ing made it!" he remarked joyously.
Maya tossed the bottle aside with a loud crash, panting heavily and nuzzling her husband's head. "Hey, babe... and everypony else... Ah, how long... Phew. How long was I out?" "Too long," Dusty replied quietly. "Too long." Asmo wiped just below his eye with his hoof. "Wasn't crying. Don't look at me."
"I saw the other side, dude." She grunted, trying to stand. "There was... hnnng..." She then fell right back on her flank. "Alright, I can't stand. Can't go fight if I can't stand. Hey, why's there a hole in my roof?!"
