Scootaloo's eyes shot wide at the mention, feeling her chest pound with a heart beat, despite the lack of her eternal engine, "R-R-Reaper!?" Her eyes quickly whipped around, seeing a multitude of guards marching around on their typical patrol, some walking right by the self-proclaimed Lord of Death. She gulped, a scream getting tied up in her throat as paralyzing fear overcame her... P-P-P-Princess...