Just the one target left -- a lone shadowy pegasus keeping to the air, hoarding its kinetic energy against a target clearly more maneuverable than it was. For the moment, the batpony just followed it with her gaze, probably glad for the respite -- she was panting heavily, and flapping her wings gently to cool herself off. Her rest was cut short when immediately beside her, however, a black sand-pile rose up into a towering figure.