One Hundred Ponies of Tambelon

by Tartarusbound

Chapter 68

Tambelon was alive with activity.

An ancient ram channeled spell after spell, slowly coaxing his ancient bell back from the shadow world. Dozens of other bells had already returned, enabling lesser spells. The Ouroboros Bell, however, was the key to controlling ponies.

Cavern walls writhed and shuddered as golems slowly emerged

The ram paused as a lone twig-heart ran into the depths.

So… the pack had failed to retrieve his slaves.

No matter. He would start anew.

The ram reached out with his magic. Even generations after the initial infection, a disease could be made to remember its vector.