Sharp nodded and followed the Captain up the stairs to the door, having no idea what to expect. Could it be a group of changelings? he asked himself. Or some ponies looking for refuge from the attack? Or perhaps Torchwhoof agents?
Or maybe it's a one-eyed, one-horned, flying purple pony-eater? the Dark voice snickered.
Choosing to ignore the Voice, Sharp instead focused on the Captain, who was motioning for him to stand on guard. With a moment's hesitation, the Captain flung open the door, only to reveal a cloaked figure standing ominously above two unconscious ponies, one of which looked rather familiar...
:Oh shit," the Captain blurted.
Or maybe it's a one-eyed, one-horned, flying purple pony-eater? the Dark voice snickered.
Choosing to ignore the Voice, Sharp instead focused on the Captain, who was motioning for him to stand on guard. With a moment's hesitation, the Captain flung open the door, only to reveal a cloaked figure standing ominously above two unconscious ponies, one of which looked rather familiar...
:Oh shit," the Captain blurted.