Bolt turned to Leaf and put on the stupidest face ever. He had crossede eyes, wiggling ears, and twitched his nose. "Hey Leaf...Look!"
"We just got done dealing with the bad blood from the last time I did that. I'm your brother. And now I AM worried about you."" Bolt replied.
Bolt's horn was glowing blue, a devilish smile on his face. "Tell me what, Brisk?" He replied with mock-curiosity.
"Bolt!" screeched Brisk, slipping out of her voice. Her mind was blocked to him, and Flitter suppressed a yawn.
Bolt's head began to throb with a severe pain. He collapsed to the floor, making angered yelling-grunt noises like he would during battle. "Errrrragh!! GET AWAY FROM ME NOW! AHHGH! Go. Go. Go!!!" He ordered them.
Bolt pleaded with his own mind. "Why are you doing this?! I destroyed you! You're a part of me now! You were sealed inside of me! I own you! AHHHHHGH!!!" He screamed.
"T-the demon sealed in me to give me the unique gift of Pyromancy...it-it's trying to...take control again! You need to run as far away from here as possible. Now. AGH!" Bolt struggled. A ring of fire began to surround him. "NO! GET BACK!" He yelled. A humanoid hand shot out of the fire and grabbed a random unicorn. "STOP! If only I could remember the sealing spell, I could-" Bolt was interrupted by the hand smashing the unicorn into the ground in an explosion of fire. "RUN AWAY FROM ME! ALL OF YOU! GO!" He ordered
Flitter leapt off, and ran back to Bolt, desperate to help him. Brisk held on for dear life. "Hold on Narrow." she whispered, wings spouting from her back.
Bolt forced the arm to retract. "I won't let you leave my body! And even if you do, I'll bring you back!!!" He yelled at the demon. He picked his brain, remembering the sealing spell. "Ignis daemon, sum dignis, AXIOS!" He yelled, a ball of purple fire forming on his hoof. He rammed it into the spot of his other hoof under his gauntlets, renewing the weakened seal. The demon screeched and the fire storm subsided as Bolt quickly covered the seal before telling Brisk it was safe to return.
Bolt looked at her and smiled, steam pouring out from underneath his gauntlets. His mane was over his eyes. "H-Hey. H-How's it going?" He said softly.