One Hundred Ponies of Tambelon

by Tartarusbound

Chapter 48

Nighteyes regretted going after those flowers, even if they were useful.

Since touching them, his vision had become super clear in the night… and incredibly fuzzy with any degree of light… not that he’d admit to having any trouble.

Walking down the street and trying to look intimidating, Nighteyes saw six blurs move to intercept his path.

White. Yellow. Cyan. Orange. Pink. Purple.

They shouted out some gobbledygook that went right over Nighteye’s head. Nighteyes simply growled, hoping to scare them off. No such luck.

The six blurs started glowing as a rainbow quickly engulfed Nighteyes, boiling his blood.