The rims in her eyes were as red as blood itself. They were starting to have a hypnotizing effect on the larger mare as she looked in them. Upon feeling the pull in her body, Fleur set everything on everything to not look in them as Rarity spoke her ever so desired words. "No, you versus me. Let's see how well it goes. The prize..." A deadly grin of sadistic joy took form below her muzzle. After that would she have spoken the final word in a tone of twisted pleasure. "Survive."