He didn’t, of course. Those in the know about the real reason behind Onyx and Shimmer’s suspension knew the human’s blood had a peculiar effect on their kind. Perhaps this was always the case? It was his blood after all. No, something was different. Midnight blinked. Flying near the ceiling, she spied the unconscious Glitter Oak and his neck wound. Her eyes widened. “RETREAT!” she ordered. One of the sergeants looked up and demanded an explanation. “He drinks blood!” she exclaimed, pointing a hoof at the human, who even now had a pony gripped by the throat in his shield hand. “It’s like Onyx and Shimmer in reverse! He gets power from us!” she exclaimed. The human reached for his helmet slowly. Midnight didn’t think twice.