Hmmm, I wonder. Maya, you heard that I fought an army of necromancers. Some of them got away. I'm looking for them.
"Ah, well, it probably wasn't these ponies anyway. They seemed pretty new at it. Made a lot of stupid mistakes." He laughed. "Good for us, though. The necromancers we took out last month were much harder to kill."
When taking out the undead summoned, hit the base of the spine. They usually crumple like tissue paper.
Azrael tapped the back of his neck. "Unless they're full revenant. Very few of us; few ponies know how to handle us."
"Dismemberment to disable, sustained flames at at least three thousand degrees Kelvin to destroy completely." Blackout stirred a bit of honey into his coffee, a habit he had picked up from Cricket. "The dismemberment is the hard part. Silver and Shady seemed to like heavy axes, but most sane Guards use explosives."
Blackout tapped the Night Eye sigil on his chestplate. "Night Guard, remember? Revenants are an A Class threat. Required reading at the Academy."
"Any creature or pony with the power potential to harm Equestria is assigned a threat rating by the Guard. It's standard procedure."
The red stallion mutters quietly, ".... Course it is..." Mat rolls his eyes from his seat the bar. "I think I'll take another drink, Dusty."
