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Lightning Dust sneered down at her, pinning the busted jointed harder against the cloud. Spit’s scream in response was like music to her ears.
“Oh, don’t waste your breath Captain. I didn’t come back here for any of that.”, Lightning Dust said as she stepped off her ankle and raised a forehoof over Spitfire’s half extended wing, “I came to deliver a message.”
She brought her good down and, by Celestia, she put her weight into the blow. She felt the ligaments I’ll feed of the bones, the fluid filled sack encasing the bones rupture and any future for the Wonderbolt captain vanish.
Taking to the air, she left the sobbing, broken made to her own misery, a finally trio of words leaving her before she took off in a stream of lightning and scorched ozone.
“Dad says hi.”
Spitfire is their sergeant. She’s written the way she’s supposed to be.
Wait let me start over, that sounded better in my head.”
Or execute her.
Unless she was the bigger mare, and was above fighting?