“You’ll stick around though won’t ya!? Huh, huh, huh!?” She seemed to pop out of his peripheral vision, never out of anything he was looking at directly, the last three times appearing outside his vision every time he looked at her. It took everything in his power to not react by either blowing that pony out of sight with everything in his admittedly mediocre magical talent, as his fist closed around the stone in his grip, or just bashing her with his hammer.