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Heart followed him in, recognizing the door to Nightshade's room.
Nope. She was actually inspired by Catwoman and River Song, with a little Harry Potter lore thrown in for the invisibility cloak.
"That'll work," Heart nodded. "Let's go."
"The train it is, then. Unless you know a faster way."
Heart shrugged. "Alright. Can you teleport, or do you want to head into Ponyville and take the train?"
"Yeah. Winter Night. I've seen some pictures. Shady told me they thought she was dead, but I guess not."
Heart winced. "Worse. You beat her daughter half to death."
All those will be fine. A bit nontraditional, but what the heck.
"Huh. Well, I don't imagine she'll be easy to find. What did she look like?"
"Of course it is," she sighed. "What I don't get is how somepony got a hold of this thing. Who did this, anyway?"
"I know who built it," Heart snapped. "which is why you need to get to the hospital, so he can remove it!"
Absolutely. Do you have your own torch and pitchfork?
"Well... *squee!*." She ran closer, taking a look at the bomb. "A little over eleven hours. That's good. We have time. Stop tearing yourself apart....
"Huh. I head right out there." Heart Song got the location from Dusty and galloped for the Everfree, catching up to Az a half hour later. "Oh...
Heart trotted up to the bar. "What's up?"
As if on cue, Heart song walked in. "Hey, did I leave Hope's blanket in the booth? Bo's sister made it. I'd hate to lose it."
"I'm not that stupid. I've seen what you can do." She shook her head. "I've known a lot of honorable ponies, monster. Most of them are dead now....
The mare pulled down her hood, glaring at Azrael with pure hatred. "That... is the death that you've managed to hide from for far too long."
The orb struck Az's shoulder and stuck there. The magical adhesive instantly began bonding to to fur, flesh, and bone, making the device nearly...
Still invisible, the mare crept in close, reached under her cloak, and tossed the device.
