With the skies still as black as ever, their lights rich and plenty and Fleur turned back to Rarity to see if she was alright. It where the eyes of the vampiric unicorn that went further. They had fixed themselves on a spot that laid around two dozen hooves before them. A burned spot that was still smoking and smelled like overcooked meat. "T-That w-was close," she spoke in a soft voice but loud enough to be caught in other ears.