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// Risk 
// Story: Book 1 - The Behemoth came to Canterlot 
// by Equimorto 
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Without much question, Bon Bon did as Lyra had instructed, and indeed the two of them got to the alley safely. "What next?" she asked.
"We keep going," Lyra replied. She got close to the other end of the alley, but she didn't need to poke her head out to know going that way wasn't safe. She quietly got back to Bon Bon, and looked down the road there. "A group of soldiers is going to run through in a couple of moments. Stay still and quiet." She pressed her back against the wall, and her horn shone.
Bon Bon did the same, hiding behind a jutting portion of crystal wall that led up to a chimney. When the soldiers had indeed passed, moving too hurriedly to notice them hidden as they were by Lyra's magic, she let herself breathe more freely. "Are you sure we can do this on our own?"
"If I get near that portal, I'm a hundred percent sure I can do what I need to." Lyra looked at Bon Bon with a serious expression. "I am not sure I can get us there, but us two alone probably have a better shot at it than if we'd brought someone else too."
"Easier to hide just two ponies," Bon Bon commented. "Easiest to hide just one, but I couldn't go myself and you shouldn't have either." She leaned out into the street for a moment. It had gone unnoticed among all the other sounds, but the mutated pony had broken through the buildings on the opposite side. He was temporarily held off by the constructs though. "We better hope this works out. We don't stand much of a chance otherwise."
"We're holding on for now." Lyra got closer to her, and she too looked out for a moment. She then looked down the road in the opposite direction, and blinked. "I wouldn't go just yet. It's best if we wait for a moment."
Bon Bon sighed. "You see the way those dolls get thrown around?" she asked, pulling out a flask of water to drink.
Lyra nodded.
"Every single hit would be a dead or incapacitated soldier if they were regular ponies." Bon Bon put her flask away. "We are completely outmatched. We're literally only holding on because we have something our enemy couldn't possibly prepare for, but it's not going to be enough forever. They're going to find a way to break through, and that's if they don't just overwhelm us with numbers before then."
Lyra bit down on her teeth, nervous. She carefully looked down the road again, blinked again, then retreated shaking her head. "But we do have that," she said. "And nopony is getting hurt for now."
"Assuming the ones in the tower and the other groups are fine."
"Point." Lyra nervously looked around. "At least we have-" She cut herself off, her expression suddenly completely different. Before Bon Bon had a chance to ask her what was wrong, Lyra's magic flared to life, and she yanked her wife's body and launched her to the other side of the alleyway. Then the wall between them blew up.