It seemed to be so surreal for Rarity at the point she spoke the name. Two friends that had known one another for ages, both happened to be turned into creatures of the dreaded night. They were almost slaughtering one another. And for what? A feud that happened thousands of years ago because of a couple morons that couldn't live together in one world? It truly wasn't something that Rarity had expected to happen anytime for certain. The mare let of go the limbs of the wolf and as she took more and more steps back, the horn discharged itself and thus releasing the neck.