Brisk froze. It seemed almost as if the blood inside had stopped moving. Her horn glowed, and she desperately tried to heal him. "Narrow.. Narrow, you promised me you'd hold on!" she said fiercely.
Bolt ran over and flipped a smoldering table. "I'm gonna finish these bastards. ONCE AND FOR ALL!" He yelled, storming outside.
A series of terrifying explosions and horrid screams followed. Bolt walked back in, tears streaming down his face. "This is my fault..." He said weakly.
"Don't apologize. Fix it!" screamed Brisk, horn glowing, tears flowing down her face, as she tried to put Narrow's heart back together.
"Do you not think he wants to live?" screamed Brisk, freaking out. "You're an alicorn! You're our king!"
"You're just making him feel more pain...Brisk...you need to stop. He's gone. I can't be here anymore. Its too painful. Goodbye, Brisk." Bolt said. "I'm gonna make sure he's remembered, as a hero." Bolt said softly, flying away.
"You're weak! You're a weak king!" Brisk screamed after him. Shuddering with sobs, she looked back down at Narrow.
Bolt turned enraged. "This is the last time I fix his screw ups!" Bolt said. He flew Into a rage, casting such a taxing healing spell that he fell backwards when it was done. He repeated this several times.
"Don't cry.." she said, wiping the tears off. When the first healing spell hit, she looked at him expectantly.
