The noise was endless.
Metal on rock, magic on wood, all shorts of combinations.

The mare had her metallic weapons. Mane had his mind power.
And each one with their own skills.

Each room was literally destroyed. Shelves broken into pieces. Corpses split apart by magic blasts. Broken glass and wood splinters, along with rust, mud and rotten flesh
The battle had passed to a bigger room, not so different of the other ones: Body parts, all short of blades, autopsy material, blood stained beds.

"I'll have your eyes! In a flask apart!"

"Come get them then! Yours remind me of sapphires!" - He answered preparing an attack - "I would embalm them for a necklace! They are too beautiful..."

"...Sh-Sh-SHutUP!!" - And she throws the scalpels of various sizes, each one almost hitting Mane in every part she aims. Deflected by the small shields he summons, It was all about timing and a matter of centimeters, but mostly, a game of guessing.

*She has skill! Every hit she tried could have killed me!* - He turned his head for a second - *Daaamn! The blades of these small scalpels just penetrated solid concrete!! Who the fuck I'm actually dealing with?!*

He barely turned his head and a medium sized shaving razor scrapped right his ear, taking a bit of his grey fur with It.
She showed a creepy white grin.
She could see she didn't miss that time, that the stainless steel actually struck him, even If it was nothing.

"Teehee..." - The opponent giggled

The appearance of her face made Mane shiver, she was looking at him in the eyes, with a death wish.

*Don't show fear! Don't fall in her mind games... she's tricking me into attacking...*

The pink mare charged with a trench knife, blind running without caring. The knife in her mouth, just by Mane's neck height.

*She's crazy! But that doesn't matter...* - He grabs a heavy butchering knife with his mouth - *At that speed, I don't need much strength to strike her down. Good...*

Five meters.
He starts gathering pressure in his leg muscles. Eyes on each other's eyes.
She keeps running.

Three meters.
He balances and raises his front hoofs in the air, turning the edge of the blade in his mouth down, in a way to strike her head.
She kept running.

One meter...

As soon she got close enough, Mane let his body weight fall along with the knife in his mouth.
All the sudden, the tables got turned.

In a second, she got from suicidal to shifty:
Before Mane let It fall, she passed the dagger to her hoofs, somehow holding , and she assumes an unusual pose, in her back hooves knees, sliding in the floor.
Her sharp blade glides in the stallions grey belly, leaving a superficial super dark red line behind.

After the show, she gets up in a normal way, in her four hooves.

Mane was stunned by the speed of his opponent.
- *Wha-what just happened..?? I couldn't even see what she did!*
His front hooves land on the floor, and his mouth wide open letting the heavy weapon fall.

"Face It, you don't know me... I can have the agility of a pegasus if I want."

"Y-you sure d-do..."

"Feeling weak..? What a shame, I was enjoying myself... "- She mocked with a laugh.

"Y-you're crazy... You ARE INSANE!"

She dropped her trench knife, in a very calm way and started walking slowly to him.
And her eyes showed a death stare, her pupils contracted, revealing more of her blue eyes, eyes Mane couldn't stop staring. They were too beautiful for such personality.

"Why. Why! What have you done to me?!"

"I knew you would come... would there be any other reason to come back here after what you saw that day? Besides, not many know of this place, you're clearly a bounty hunter. And a good one, must admit! And so, I prepared traps... that loud noise and light at the beginning? I saw you were a unicorn, and you would use a night vision spell, not many unicorns know cause It's made for military use only, so my guess was, you have magical training, but not physical one. You are strong, yes, but not into fighting, but with magic. So, sooner or later you would get hit."

"Qu-quite an explantion... you're v-very smart..."

"Thank you... and so, I bathed every knife here with a powerful sedative!"

Mane's eye pupils retracted in fear, those thirty seconds of panic that day were enough for her. He has been studied, strengths and weaknesses, and he walked into a trap all along.
It was the definitive moment of what she really was, NOT a normal earth pony. She had the strength of her race, the speed of a pegasus and the keen mind of an unicorn, and with her mindset, a true killing machine.

She stopped walking, they were face to face again.

"Why are you still trying?" - She asked.

" 'Cause It's how I roll... I survived..." - The sedatives were starting to make the true effect - "I-I didn't survive this shit world... to die like th-this..."

"How brave, giving the circumstances... now... what did you call me moments ago..? And be quick! Before the sedatives reach your brain."

"A-again..?"
She nods.

"Crazy... bitch..."

He gave a last look in those deep blue eyes, has her expression turned from a cute smile into an terrific raging one, showing all her teeth grinding, her face full of wrinkles from such anger towards the grey stallion, as if those two words touched her deepest dark feelings.
And turning her back at him, he received a powerful kick right in the middle of his face. Knock out...

"I win..."

Author's Notes:

I had a Sherlock Holmes moment there...