Raven summons a bit of magic, and a skeletal hand emerges from a pile of rubble. It tosses over Talons, which he catches and flips into a holster.
The mare takes a surprised step back when the hand appears, “What in Luna’s name?”
Raven takes a breath of the air, and shudders a bit, “Ech, that’s disgusting. Knew it’d be bad, but not that bad.” He looks over to her, “What, did something scare you?”
Shield pumps his shotgun, and levels it at Raven’s head, “What are you doing here?”
Raven looks over at him, right down the barrel of a shotgun, and he grins, “I could ask you the same thing. You are trespassing on government property, pointing a shotgun at one of the Ministers, and making unreasonable demands. If I wasn’t in such a good mood, and if I wasn’t two hundred years in the future, I might just have ordered your imprisonment for already mentioned reasons, or executed for a Loyalist conspiracy.”
Shield doesn’t waver, “One pull of this trigger, and I’ll wipe that grin off your face.”
Raven laughs, “Geez, you ponies are so rude, aren’t you?” He instantly loses the laugh, “Please, don’t act like you hold any power over me. This isn’t the first time I’ve found a shotgun pointed at my face, and it definitely is not the biggest shotgun. I recommend you put down the gun before I begin to take you seriously.”
Shield slightly lowers the gun, but shoves it back up, “You think you’re a tough bastard, don’t you?”
Raven sighs, summoning a skeletal hand from the ground that rips the gun out of his hooves. Raven smiles, “Perhaps you didn’t hear me. I am Lord Ravens Breath, I have been in this situation many times before.” He flips the shotgun through the air, and catches it in his own hooves. He levels it at Shield, even though he has to point it far upwards, “Now, if you want this back, I recommend you sit the fuck down, because I am tired of your shit already.”
Shield very quickly moves back, not wanting to mess with the child now pointing a gun at him.
Raven shakes his head, “No, no. When I say sit down, I mean sit down!” He smiles as the stallion sits down, “Good, now, how about we talk like adults?” He glades to his side, noticing the mare with a rifle pointed at his head, “Okay, look, I’m going to trust that you aren’t going to use that.”
The mare waits for a second, and lowers it, “Whatever you want to ask, ask it to me. I’m Sure Shot, he’s Sure Shield.”
Raven nods, and drops the shotgun, “Alright, good, I’m glad we can just talk. I have one question, and that is it. What is the status of the other Ministers?”
She shakes her head, “I’m sorry, but I have no idea what you mean. There’ve been no Ministers for long as I’ve been alive.”
Raven sighs, and throws the shotgun back to Shield, “Fine, I’ll believe you. Go ahead and leave, we have no more business with each other.”
Shot stares after Raven as he begins to walk away, “Wait, where are you going?”
Raven looks back, “Hoofington, it’s clear this world needs a healer more than anything else.”
Shot yells after him, “Why don’t you come with us? We have a town we’re founding!”
Raven stops for a second, “Are you tempting me to abandon my friends?” He twirls around, and begins to quickly approach Shot, “Did you just imply I should give up my will and allow my friends to suffer in the afterlife?”
Shot scrambles back a bit, “No, no, not at all! I was just saying-“
Raven creates a wall of bone behind her, which she runs into and stops her backing up. His eyes glow a slight red as he growls, “You were just saying I should abandon my friends! You were just saying that I should come with you and forget about my wife!” He shoves her against the wall the closer he gets, frightening her, “What do you think I am, a child?! Did you really think I would just follow you because you said to!? Are you so idiotic that you did not listen to what I said?!”
A loud bang comes from behind him, and Raven finds a new hole through his chest. It regrows instantly.
He wheels around, and sees Shield leveling a shotgun at him. He yells, creating a long arm of bone, and holding Shield by his throat. He gets closer, and the red glow in his eyes grows brighter, “You dare to shoot me? To attempt to kill me? You shall pay for that you cur!” He whips Talon’s out of his holster, and points it at Shield, “Your skeleton shall make a nice servant!”
Shot yells out, “Stop, please!”
Raven hears the desperation in her voice, and the red glow in his eyes dies. He deconstructs the bone wall and arm, “Damned Beast still isn’t giving up.” He turns to Shot, and nods, “I apologize, I shall leave you now.”
Raven walks into the distance, away from the tower, now noticing how little mana he has inside of him.