Coughing and spluttering, more and more plumes of smoke erupted from the ground, surrounding the circle of candles. The foals, frightened, jumped into the circle out of fear as they were quickly surrounded by the smog of darkness. The few foals still stuck outside the circle quickly dashed in, squealing in fright. Then, one by one, something swept down from the smoke above them, snuffing out the candles one by one. The foals huddled together, squeaking and shouting in fright and confusion. The sound had not let up as they were quickly ensconced in darkness, some coughing lightly, the only light coming from the crack in the door Golden had seen earlier. She lit up her horn, the other unicorn foals doing likewise. The multi-coloured hue of their magic caused the roiling smoky darkness to cast illusionary shadows that only added to their terrified whimpering.