The high-altitude pegasus came shearing down across the battlefield, spear held well out, but the middle-aged acrobatic batpony ducked down early, then sprung up above into a backflip when the shadow-creature lowered his aim. This time, there was no way for her to bring her foreleg weapons to bear, so she kicked out with a hind leg, and the same 'snik-snak' blade cut through the open face of the pegasus' helmet. By the time she'd landed on her hooves again, gasping for breath, her target had collapsed behind her into a pile of sand.