Ace galloped away from the marehacks alongside Gordon, the sound of rotors behind them. A ringing came from the hacks as their blades pushed outward. A Resistance pony fell behind, the hacks surrounded her, tearing through throat and body. Gordon started lagging behind a bit, Ace nudged him, pointing to the hacks. Ace levitated his rocket launcher off of his back, pushing Gordon forward as much as he could. He fired at the hacks behind him. Gordon just escaped out of the radius of the blast, Ace flew forward like a ragdoll, along with the marehacks.
Ace lay on the ground, legs spread out away from him. He slowly bled out, his vision fading as a ringing in his head blared.
He opened his eyes wide shut in the void once again.
A strange stallion in a business suit stared him in the eyes, a little too close.
"Mr. Sparks, I thought you were not the one to take... The honorable way out... I'll be giving you a second chance to prove yourself... Once again." He dragged on in his unsettling tone.
"Wake up."
Ace opened his eyes once again, he got up, shakily trotting to Gordon. Gordon looked at Ace as if he were a ghost.
"What?" Ace questioned.
He pointed a hoof over at the pool of blood Ace had left.
"I guess I should have died." He remarked.