The spell was like a needle puncturing through fabric. Rarity could feel her attack connect with the Thunderbird's flesh. She didn't know whether or not it was enough to cause serious harm, but she did know it was going to hurt, a lot. As was proven by the pained shrieks of her enemy. The beam sliced clean through the bird's thick feathers, leaving a visible trail along its ebony body. The Thunderbird took off with a single powerful thrust of its wings, and flew away to the east; back towards the ocean. 