Tag looked at Celestia with a look of pure disgust on his face. His friends stood at the far end of the room beside Princess Luna all watching him closely. Tor lay on the ground some distance away on top of a pile of stone bricks. His cuts still bled profusely and his eyes remained closed… permanently. Celestia seemed at a loss for words, she opened her mouth to say in an attempt something.
“Don’t.” Tag snapped. “Don’t say another word. Because the gods know that it will be another lie to save your own sorry hide. What about the hides of the ponies that lay dead in this very castle, what about my friends?!” Celestia recoiled in horror.
“Tag I—“ Tag jumped on her and pinned her down with a single hoof; she resigned herself and lay patiently. Tag held Tagia firmly in his jaw with the point aimed at her neck.
“TAG NO!” He stabbed downwards.
(I'll be going under the radar, just until I finish the entire story. I'll see you story side. -Tag)