One Hundred Ponies of Tambelon

by Tartarusbound

Chapter 49

Snare watched as a beam of rainbows engulfed one of his friends, causing him to scream out in agony. The hunter magically drew a pouch of blue powder right as a cloaked pony leapt from an alleyway, tackling the six aggressors, biting their overlong manes, and furiously bucking at any who dared falter.

The rainbow quickly faded as Nighteyes fell to the ground.

Quickly surveying the scene, Snare realized that the mandrakes had ceased their shrieks and that most raiders (himself included) were fully loaded with supplies.

“Everypony,” Snare shouted, his voice magically amplified, “We’re done here. Fall back.”