Rarity just released a snicker in response to his words. She had taken note of the rage being built up in his eyes. She thought that one last taunt would have been more than enough to make him charge. She needed to add just one last insult to it all. Even though he spoke words she took as an insult as well, Rarity discarded them quickly. Her lust for blood was far greater than her pride in the moment. A mistake she shouldn't have made in the first place. "Oh please, don't make me laugh will you. We all know what happened that night. Or do I have to remember you, that you lost your first daughter as well?" she spoke up. With it, she hoped that it would have been enough to let him go.