Out of the corner of her eyes did the vampony took note of the incoming projectile. Just before impact had she managed to get up and used her wings to take off into the skies. But the deed was already done. For the sharp point of the stake had torn open half of her underbelly. Not enough to kill her but enough to make her blood run freely out of her body. Rarity then crashed down into the pool of mud before she let her head just rest in it. She was ready to give it all up while she roared in pure pain.