But even though she was an easy target, Rarity couldn't find it in her to end the life of the showpony. "Your time has not come yet, my prey," she spoke while a hoof stroked through the mane while she licked her lips clean from the blood that was found on them. "Good blood though, I must admit that." After that she proceeded to give a kiss upon the forehead of the mare while her horn charged itself up within the blue aura. A piece of cloth was brought over to the wounds and firmly pressed itself against it before being tied together. Then she just jumped off the bed as a whole.