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(You have Kane, seems fitting) The stallion took a few slow steps towards James, saying nothing, showing no emotion.
There was a large stallion, about 5'7", staring at him. He donned a hooded, black leather jacket, shrouding most of his body, with oddly-shaped...
The entire chamber went pitch black for a second. When the light came back, something very cold was standing right behind James.
"Maybe only the dead can kill the dead," said Maya, turning to face James. "Wanna meet the other dead stallion? You'd get along great!"
She did the same, charging at him, but leapt up at the last second, attempting to bring her back hooves down on his head.
Maya sat down. "I can wait."
Maya leapt back, waiting for James to make a move. Dusty turned into a cloud of dust and reappeared behind Maya, still casting his spell on her.
She reversed this, tossing him to the ground.
"Come the buck on, dude," said Maya. "That's my thing."
Maya slammed into the ground where the bottle hit and got electrocuted. After a moment, she hopped back to her hooves.
She dropped another bottle. This time, light blue.
She threw a punch with her forehoof as he got close.
She was high up, just above the candles.
It landed on the ground in front of him, and essentially acted like a Molotov, bursting into a large fire.
"Keep it." She tossed it his way.
She hit the wall, cracking it, but landed on her hooves. She reached into a saddlebag on her side and drew a glass bottle filled with an orange...
She leapt to the side at the last second and attempted to buck his side with her back legs. The strike, if it connected, would be strong enough to...
Dusty took a few steps back and started casting a spell on Maya. Barely visible flames appeared to emanate from her body. She smirked. "Let's go."
"We have a friend who can secure a different place of rest for his soul. If we succeed."
"That serves a very specific purpose," said Dusty. "If we die, he has nowhere else to go."
