Bitterroot stared into the fire. She wasn’t sure, to be honest. Amanita was a necromancer. Who’d surrendered and had her magic suppressed (voluntarily, even). Common sense said necromancers needed to die. Common sense would’ve killed a pony who went out of her way to save another’s life. Yes, Amanita could be lying. But thanks to Catskill and her continued free will, it would’ve required the stars to align in all the right ways. Killing Amanita would be easier. Keeping her alive would keep blood off Bitterroot’s hooves. Did having blood on your hooves really matter when it was the blood of a bad pony? But had Amanita turned a new leaf and become a good pony?