A few miles out of the Empire, the Tundra Dragon took to the skies, giving me a mocking look from above. I quickly realized his method would save us countless days of walking through the snow. Grinning, I formed my own wings of shadow, and joined him in the air. As I followed the dragon, I couldn't help but notice a quick flash of lightning streak across the sky a great distance away.

'Lightning? On a clear day without a single dark cloud in the sky?' I narrowed my eyes. 'Must be one of Cold Scale's zombies.'

After an hour passed, I started to grow annoyed. Didn't this bag of scales know I was in the middle of a war?

"How much longer?" I called.

The tundra dragon growled, his wings shivering with irritation.

"In case you haven't noticed," I barked. "I've got a war knocking on the door of the Empire!"

The dragon stopped in his tracks, glaring at me like it was my fault for the war. I got ready to summon a weapon, but all he did was lower himself to the ground. I followed behind the dragon, my wings folding into my back when we hit the ground.

Immediately I felt something. Or more... sensed it. Several beings were hidden beneath the snow. Surrounding the two of us. Or, more accurately, surrounding me.

"This was your plan, wasn't it?" I growled, shadows boiling around me like a fiery mist. "Lure me away and then gang up on me with your dragon brethren?"

Sure enough, the snow around us erupted, revealing nine more of the humanoid tundra dragons.

I huffed, drawing my weapons. "You guys evolved in the last thousand years."

"We do what we have to do to survive," the black winged dragon snarled. "Like killing you, 'Kin Slayer!'"

The others charged to attack me, but I merely grinned.

"Trying to kill me isn't good for your survival," I noted, calling forth my signature scythe... only for an overwhelming pressure nearly staggering me to my knees.

'This...this feeling!' I thought in horror. 'The Haki of the Kings?!' I tried to fight against it, for nothing. 'Impossible. Not even I have full control of Conqueror's Haki!'

Had the Haki not applied to the other dragons, they could have cut me to ribbons. Though thankfully, it seemed to affect them just as much as me. For a moment, they stood frozen in absolute fear.

Finally, as one, they dropped to the ground and bowed, as a loud crashing sound emanated from behind, followed by a large shadow that concealed me in darkness.

"Cease this foolish fighting my children!" boomed a voice that vibrated every bone in my body.

Fighting against the Conqueror's Haki, I gazed up behind me... and was left utterly speechless.

Towering above me was another tundra dragon. This one large enough to use the Crystal Castle as a baseball bat.

'Sweet merciful buddha, he's massive!' my thoughts screamed.

I had killed many dragons of the frozen north. But the oldest I'd killed was no more than thirty or forty. Compared to this beast, I may as well have been fighting babies. By my estimate, this monster had to have been somewhere between four hundred and five hundred years old.

"Kin Slayer," his voice boomed, directing all it's bone-shaking volume right at me. "Lower your weapon. My children will not harm you."

I didn't even need to glance around to know he was telling the truth. His voice wafted over all of us like a blanket, forcing them to the ground, and causing my scythe to vanish back into the darkness from whence it came.

"Return home, my children," the giant dragon ordered.

With the Conqueror's Haki influencing them, the ten dragons rose as one. They slunk past the larger dragon, the black winged dragon trying to get ahead of them. His attempts proved useless, as the large dragon planted his massive claw in front of the black winged dragon.

"Not you, Khan," the leader ordered. "I told you to bring him to me. Alive and unspoiled."

"M-My apologies... father," Khan whispered, his head bowed in submission.

The dragon snorted, before turning his brilliant ice white eyes - big as the domed roof of a planetarium - to me.

"Eric Von Shadow?" he asked.

I nodded. "Yes," I answered.

The dragon hummed, rising to his hind legs. For a moment, I flinched, wondering if I was going to have to see what was between his legs.

'Wouldn't be the first time,' my thoughts whispered in irritation.

Luckily, though, I was able to breathe in relief as he was revealed to be wearing a pair of black shorts. His front claws changed into clawed hands, and he began to shrink to a slightly more tolerable size. Yet, even at what appeared to be his smallest, he still had to sit down in front of me with his elbow on his knee. Like he was a child observing an interesting insect.

"Eric Von Shadow," he mused. "Captain of the Crystal Royal Guard. Reaper of the Crystal Empire. Shade of Umbra the Dark." He chuckled. "Many titles have been given to you by many ponies." His eyes narrowed, and his voice turned to a dangerous growl. "But to us, you will always be the Kin Slayer."

I swallowed, noticing how his clawed hands clenched into fists. I had no idea what to say to that, so I opted for nothing at all. Good thing as well, for he lifted his other hand to his chest.

"I am Kain Tundra," he introduced. "Elder of the Tundra Dragons." He pointed at me. "You will refer to me as Elder Kain."

His Conqueror's Haki washed over me, forcing me to nod almost to the point of bowing. Not that it helped soothe the anger in his voice.

"For the many deaths of my children," he added. "I should kill you and mount your head on a pike."

For a moment, I wondered if that was exactly what he intended to do. But instead, he let out a long, weary breath, and the anger in his voice faded by a margin.

"But instead," he admitted. "The time has come... where I must ask for your help."

I blinked, looking up at him. "Help?" I asked.

"Do not mistake me," he warned, the anger in his voice returning. "You have killed many of my kind. My children." His voice softened. "But only those that venture too close to the Empire. Even we can understand an animal's need to defend it's home."

Khan growled. "That doesn't make it right," he noted, turning to his father. "Father. With the blood of hundreds on his hands... you'd still ask for this monster's help?"

"If our roles were reversed," Elder Kain noted with a grin. "I would likely say the same." His grin faded. "But do not mistake my intent, my son. I will never forgive those who killed my children."

"I understand that," I assured him. "No matter what, I can never forgive the man who murdered my wife."

His eyes crinkled in amusement. "Then at least we're on the same page," he noted. "Now, while the hatred I hold for you in my heart will never be quelled... there is one other whom I hate more than you."

I narrowed my eyes in intrigue.

"While you only killed those who strayed too close to your home," Elder Kain explained. "This one kills my children for sport. And defiles their corpses!"

The anger rose in his voice, making me thankful it wasn't directed towards me.

"He's rendered their flesh," Elder Kain half-bemoaned, and half-bellowed in rage, "And tainted their brilliant scales!"

It connected. Cold Scale's Zombies. The tundra dragon flesh and scales that adorned their bodies.

"Cold Scale's the one murdering your children," I realized. "Isn't he?"

Elder Kain snarled, as if the mere name was a curse, but nodded.

"The Ice Dragon," he growled. "That's what my children call him. The Defiler of the Frozen North!"

I nodded. "I have seen his undead army, Elder Kain," I said. "I have seen the zombies that hold the flesh of your fallen children." The attack before we had come to the Crystal Empire flashed through my mind. "And it pains me to inform you that he has done much worse."

Confusion entered his eyes. "What do you mean, Kin Slayer?" he growled.

"Before my comrades and I ventured to this island," I explained. "We were attacked by the zombie soldiers of Cold Scales." I prepared myself for his reaction. "And they rode atop a reanimated Tundra Dragon."

I bent my head and braced myself. I could already see his body begin to tremble with newfound rage.

"He... reanimated... my... child's... CORPSE?!" Kain Tundra seethed.

His Conqueror's Haki blasted me off my feet. His own son tumbled to the ground in a submissive bow. And that was only before the elder dragon rose to his feet and let loose with an ear splitting roar of rage.

Neither his son nor I dared to move at first. It took all we had to lift our trembling heads.

Though his roar had calmed him somewhat, every breath was still steaming with anger and frustration.

"I share your pain, Elder Kain," I got out. "Cold Scale did the same thing to my wife."

Khan glared at me. "And yet, you don't share his rage," he noted.

"Do not mistake me," I growled. "My heart boils with rage just as your father. But in order to fight a foe such as Cold Scale, I need to stay calm. Collected. Focused." I turned away with narrowed eyes that barely kept me from seeing red. "I have learned long ago... that vengeance is a fool's game."

Shadows began to pour from my body.

"Why be controlled by the emotions of anger," I asked. "When you can punish the wicked?"

"My thoughts exactly," Elder Kain growled. He lowered himself back to the ground, his fists causing the earth to crumble under his still trembling claws. "Kin Slayer," he growled. "I do not ask you for aid in revenge. I ask you to help me force the Defiler to face his long overdue punishment." He gazed down at me. "Will you do me this one favor... Eric Von Shadow?"

I formed a pair of wings and flew up to his eyes. Allowing us to gaze at each other as equals.

"You have my allegiance, Elder Kain," I vowed. "Cold Scale will recieve his due punishment."

Sombra stood before his mother and father's old throne room. Once, two thrones stood tall and proud before him. Now only one still stood. Though Sombra could still see some of the rubble that had once been his mother's throne.

Sombra winced, remembering Umbra's influence. Cackling in his ear as he smashed the once grand throne of the Queen to pieces. Shaking his head, Sombra turned, and walked towards the throne room Shining Armor and Cadence presided over. The few ponies he walked past watched him with nothing but disgust, hatred and suspicion. Sombra did nothing to dissuade their glares, even as his heart churned with anger.

'They should fear me,' his thoughts growled. 'Not just hate me. They dare look at me like some lowly insect? I should rip those disgusting glares from their faces!'

"No," he grumbled out loud. "I deserve their disgust."

'Do you?' his thoughts whispered. 'There was a time when they would tremble before you. Now, they think they can get away with regarding you with such loathing. They think you're pathetic. Are they right?'

Sombra shook his head and gripped his head. "Shut up," he growled.

'Never,' the voice growled back. 'You can't use my magic, and expect me to stay silent. Mark my words, colt, you will give into me one day. When you're sleeping, perhaps? When one of these foals gives you the wrong look at the wrong time?'

Sombra seethed, wishing he could dig his fingers into his brain and strangle the irksome voice. It merely laughed at his anger, before...

"Sombra."

Sombra jumped up at the sound of a familiar voice. He looked up.

"Oh Queen Cadance," he said, fixing his posture. "I was just looking for you. A-As well as King Armor."

Cadence peered at his attempts to appear presentable. "You... wish to discuss possible attack plans?" she offered. "If the army breaks through my barrier?"

He swallowed. "Well, no. You see, it's..."

"Cadence!"

The two spun. Twilight was racing down the halls. Her eyes, briefly looking around in panic, sighted down on them with the air of a woman in need of aid.

"Cadance!" Twilight stammered. "We need to gather everypony. Fluttershy especially. Her owl returned, but I can't understand what it's saying! We need Fluttershy!"

"Right," Cadence said, turning to Sombra. "Sombra. You know where Fluttershy is, yes." When Sombra blinked, she grinned. "Come on, I've seen the way you two look at each other."

Sombra looked away, turning red. "Um... I'll go find her," he offered, slinking away.

"Okay," Twilight said. "A-And I'll gather my friends."

"I've got the royals," Cadence promised.

And the three sped off in different directions. Cadence's intuition proved to be correct. Fluttershy almost seemed to appear before Sombra in no time. Alongside King Echo.

"Fluttershy," Sombra said. "Y-Your grace! The throne room! Now!"

Before the two could protest or ask question, Sombra grabbed them. With a flash of his horn, he teleported the three of them into the throne room.

A second later, Cadence appeared with her husband, while Twilight appeared with Rarity and a snowy owl.

"Oh!" Fluttershy whispered, racing over to the owl as it fluttered to her outstretched arm.

"It would seem all are present?" Cadance noted. The others nodded or gave assent as Fluttershy tended to the snowy owl.

"I'm so glad you've returned," Fluttershy whispered to the owl. "None of your beautiful feathers lost?"

The owl hooted, turning her head and flapping her wings. Though the others couldn't understand...

"Honey, you flatter me," the owl said with a laugh.

"Were you able to find were they took Rainbow, Pinkie and Applejack?" Fluttershy asked.

"I did, but..."

Fluttershy winced at her tone. "Bad news?"

"And good news," the owl replied. "Which would you like first?"

"Um... I think I'd like to... hear the good news."

"They were taken to a cave near the islands edge. It's a two day journey from the skies. Probably three days by foot? I couldn't tell you for sure; it's not like I would waste these beautiful wings."

Fluttershy giggled, but her cheery demeanor quickly faded. "But... what about the bad news?" she asked.

"The cave your friends are in was caved in," the owl replied. "Your friends are probably dead, and you have a army approaching."

Fluttershy's heart stopped. She raced to the nearest window... and whimpered in horror.

The others joined her, and similarly gasped or growled in shock. A good distance away, they all saw a massive cluster of undead pegasi slowly advancing towards the Crystal Empire. Large, zombified tundra dragons flanked them.

"Oh...my..." Fluttershy whimpered.

The owl tapped her shoulder.

"Would it be a bad time to point out some of them are attacking that mare down there," the owl commented pointing to the city surrounding the castle.

Fluttershy followed her gaze, and nearly screamed. Indeed, several zombies were chasing down a tan earth pony. The poor mare's clothes were torn, and one of her arms was bleeding, but she still desperately forged towards the city as the zombies threw knives and spears at her.

Fluttershy's eyes narrowed. She looked to her owl friend. "Stay here," she said.

The owl took one look at the zombies, and fluttered off Fluttershy's arm. "You got it, honey," she said.

Fluttershy turned to the others. "Rarity, meet me at the front of the castle."

"But..." Rarity tried to protest, but there was no time to argue.

Fluttershy jumped down, her wings flaring and slowing her descent. Right as she reached the ground, Rarity joined with the flash of a teleportation spell, rapier in hand.

"This way," Fluttershy growled.

Rarity blinked at the force in Fluttershy's tone, but nodded, following along.

They reached the edge of the city just as the earth pony ran out of luck. Ten zombies surrounded her prone form, each wielding a different weapon ranging from daggers to swords to axes to halberds. A zombie raised his spear to skewer the mare.

Growling, Fluttershy covered her arms in the Armament Haki. Using the Shave technique, she shot right up to the zombie, burying her fist into the zombie's face and sending it flying.

Rarity gasped. Though the zombies looked surprised as well, Rarity knew they had no clue how unusual this was for the normally meek and timid pegasus.

"Rarity!" Fluttershy hollered breaking the unicorn from her stupor.

"Right! S-Sorry, darling!" Rarity stammered before lunging into the fray. She slashed three zombies in the back, staggering them and turning their attention away from Fluttershy.

"Hello colts," Rarity taunted, lifting her blade. "Care to dance?"

The zombies glowered at her. One lifted a pair of daggers, another a double sided axe. The third hefted a sword, and a fourth joined them, spinning a halberd. Despite the odds, Rarity kept her smug grin intact.

"Well, come along then," Rarity dared. "It's rude to keep a mare waiting."

Growling, the zombies lunged forward. Tripping the dagger zombie, Rarity made quick work of the axe zombie with a stab through the heart. Before the dagger zombie could recover, Rarity kicked the axe zombie away flipping and burying her blade into the dagger zombie's brain.

The sword zombie tried to take advantage, but Rarity's rapier slid from the dagger zombie's brain like a hot knife out of butter, carving the sword zombie across the face and forcing him back. The halberd zombie charged his weapon trained on the mares heart, but Rarity spun past the weapon and ran her blade right through the halberd zombie's heart.

Pushing the zombie off, Rarity strode over to the still groaning sword zombie. With his back to her, she quickly ended his suffering with a stab to the nape. As he hit the ground, she pulled out her pocket mirror, checking her mane and makeup.

"Perfect. As always," Rarity said to herself, closing the mirror and retrieving her blade. "Fluttershy, dear, are you in need of some..."

Rarity's face fell with slight disappointment. The rest of the zombies lay dead, their shadows flying away from the bodies, and Fluttershy was helping the earth pony to her feet.

"...assistance," Rarity finished half-heartedly. She shook her head. "My goodness, when did you get so brave, my dear?"

Fluttershy chuckled sheepishly. "I... guess she needed my help. That's all," she insisted, turning to the earth pony mare. "Um... are you alright?"

"Princess... Celestia," the pony gasped, clinging to Fluttershy for support. "Save... others..." Then she slumped into Fluttershy's arms. Her eyes fluttered shut.

"Oh, poor thing," Rarity whispered, lifting her mane and taking in her battered, exhausted features. "She must have been running on pure adrenaline."

The two mares glanced up as a massive pink dome covered the empire. Wisely, they dragged the earth mare under the dome before it could lock them out.

"Come on," Fluttershy said. "We better bring her to the medical wing. She can tell us what she needed to say once she wakes up."

"Agreed," Rarity said. And together, the two mares dragged their unconsious friend back to the Empire.

A good distance from the Empire, Cold Scale watched the magic barrier form though a telescope.

"So predictable," Cold Scale muttered, shutting his telescope before pausing. A loud, echoing roar sounded from the Frozen North. Cold Scale turned to it with an intrigued grin. "Oh-ho, goodie."

"What is it, my lord?" one of his generals asked.

"Another tundra dragon," Cold Scale replied with a smile. "And this one sounds stronger than the others." He turned back to his generals. "Lavender Crystal; capture it. Take Lavender Lily with you."

Both Pegasi bowed and took off in the direction of the roar. At the last second, Cold Scale's voice stopped them.

"And do try to bring this one back in one piece," he reminded them. "I do not have access to my tools at the moment."

"Of course, Master Scale," Lily said bowing to the Ice Dragon before turning back to the tundra. In seconds, the mares vanished over the horizon.

"Brother," Obsidian said, approaching with a familiar stallion. "Emerald Dream has returned."

Turning to his brother, Cold Scale watched Emerald Dream drop to one knee out of respect. Down below, Cold Scale saw a plume of smoke and sand erupt within the barrier.

"Ronin and Night Knight have begun their assault on the denizens of the Empire," the ice dragon commented with a grin. "Emerald. Destroy that barrier."

"Of course, Master Scale" Emerald said flaring his wings and racing towards the barrier. As he left, an excited grin grew on the general's face.

"The rest of you," Cold Scale added. "Follow behind. Wreck havoc on the ponies."

The Generals chuckled darkly before taking to the skies. However, one stayed behind.

"Are you not going with them, Obsidian?"

"It would be bad if something were to happen to you, brother," Obsidian replied, resting a talon on his brother's shoulder.

Cold Scale smiled softly at the concern in his brother's voice, before turning to watch the armies clash.

Down at the barrier, Emerald reached the rear of his army.

"Stand aside, weaklings!" Emerald shouted.

The zombies obeyed, parting before him like the red sea as he charged the barrier. Behind the pink, transparent walls, Emerald grinned as he saw the soldiers behind. Weapons ready, faces set in determination.

"Prepare yourselves," their commander declared. "We will hold our ground until back up arrives."

"How cute," Emerald mocked, as the other generals landed beside him. "You honestly think you'll survive that long?"

As if emphasizing his point, the other generals flared their powers. Sapphire Joy knelt, shifting into her wolf form. Amethyst Shard dragged five visible lines of... 'something' in the snow behind her. Bubbles lifted from Artic Lily's body. And Emerald Dream? Emerald Dream lifted a fist glowing with a white aura, and brought it down hard on the barrier.

Instantly, cracks formed across the barrier. A few of the soldiers inside backed up, but the commander's voice soothed their brief moment of fear.

"Have faith!" the commander ordered. "Captain Von Shadow trained us to never show our enemy fear." He stepped up to the cracking barrier, and glared at Emerald Dream in defiance. "We shall not give in!"

"Let's see how long that bravado of yours lasts," Emerald shot back, hitting the barrier again. A small chunk of barrier - the size of a keyhole - fell to the ground before the commander, fizzling into pink sparkles.

Though the squad commander stood his ground, fear gripped several more of the men. Several turned and fled as Emerald raised his fist for the final time.

But for the Crystal Guard that remained, Emerald Dream's shattering of the barrier wasn't the beginning of the nightmare, but an invitation for attack.

"Charge!!" the Squad commander bellowed, charging right through the shattered barrier and lunging onto the zombies.

"Kill them all!" Emerald shouted in turn, as the other generals and zombies immediately checked the Crystal Guard's charge.

Blade clashed against blade. Shields splintered and spears were snapped in half. As the soldiers valiantly kept the zombies out of the castle, civilians were ushered into the crystal sanctuary by the castle guard.

Yet, even the civilians were not safe.

"Quickly now. Into the castle," one guard said, pulling a civilian inside just before he felt the presence of an enemy. He ducked and rolled as a red maned zombie struck the ground he had stood on seconds ago.

"Hello Hard Tack," Night Knight noted. "Did you miss me?"

Hard Tack drew his sword. "Like frostbite after orientation," Hard Tack spat, before carving right through the zombie's body. Unfortunately, rather than blood, the zombie burst into smoke before reforming without a scratch. Hard Tack grimaced, while Night Knight grinned.

"My turn," Night Knight said, throwing a punch... and gasping as Hard Tack caught it. "Impossible!" Night insisted, watching as a black substance covered Tack's hand

"You underestimate the will of Crystal Guard," Hard Tack replied with a grin, catching the zombie with a sword hilt across the face.

As pain wracked his body and gave way to fear, Night Knight fled in a burst of smoke, reappearing behind a weaker guard and engaging him in combat.

Shaking his head in disgust, Hard Tack raced to a downed citizen, and pulled her towards the castle. However, both of them slowed as Sombra came out from the entrance. Dressed in the same grey and red armor he had used for conquest, and with two swords strapped to his side. Hard Tack didn't consider himself above blame for thinking that Sombra had returned to conquer them once more.

"What do you think you're doing?" Hard Tack growled, aiming his sword at the former king's heart.

"Disbelieve me all you want," Sombra replied, striding past Hard Tack and his escort. "But I care for the citizens of the Crystal Empire." He glanced back at them as he unsheathed his swords. "Do what you must for them; I'll take care of the Generals."

Before Hard Tack could even think of protesting, Sombra crouched, his grip tightening on his swords as he narrowed his eyes at an approaching horde.

"Two-Sword Style...." Sombra whispered. "...Rashomon."

He vanished from view. The zombies charging at them froze, their eyes wide with shock. An instant later, Sombra appeared behind them, sheathing his swords as the zombies fell, bisected vertically. Sombra chuckled.

"Still got it," he noted to himself, before engaging more of the zombies in combat.

With the dark king on their side, evacuation of citizens got easier. And it wasn't long before Hard Tack got the last child behind the Crystal Walls.

"That the last of them?" Sombra asked as Hard Tack shut the door.

"I believe..." Tack started to say, before something made his eyes go wide. "Sombra!"

Tack knocked Sombra to the ground, as an odd whistle sang in the air. Multiple red lines appeared over the guard's body, before he collapsed into pieces. Sombra blinked in horror before a voice drew his angered gaze.

"How could you miss him with that many strings?" a familiar pale crystal pegasus with a green mane complained.

"It's not my fault," the pink haired zombie next to her insisted. "The guard pushed him out of the way!"

Sombra regained his feet, glaring at the numbers five and nine tattooed to the zombies neck and forehead respectively.

"Rank five and nine," Sombra mused. "Radiant Faith and Amethyst Shard."

Amethyst Shard spread her arms in a bow. "I'm pleased you remember me, Dark King."

'Duck!' Sombra's instincts screamed. Rolling into a dodge - feeling Amethyst's strings pass by inches over his head - Sombra drew his swords and tried to cut the two down.

Unfortunately, Radiant Faith hit him with a pink beam. Instantly, his movements slowed. He may has well have been trying to fight through syrup.

"Your corpse shall make a fine addition to Master Scales' collection," Amethyst noted, swinging both arms.

Thick metal strings fired from the zombies finger and went straight for Sombra. Sombra's eyes slowly widened, unable to scream or dodge.

Blood hit the ground... but it wasn't Sombra who fell. as a yellow pegaus dropped to the ground before him.

"Fluttershy!" Rarity's voice screamed, as the yellow mare's body hit the ground shortly after. With a shriek of rage, the white mare stabbed her rapier into Radiant Faith's arm.

The power lifting from Sombra's form, he tried to change direction, going to Fluttershy's fallen form. Unfortunately, he only got a step in before he had to stop, Amethyst nearly carving off his foot with a string barrage.

"We aren't done yet, lover boy," Amethyst growled, launching another flurry of strings.

But Sombra was not one to be detained. Sheathing his swords, he lashed out with the Armament Haki, catching every string. And with a levitation spell, he summoned Hard Tack's sword, gripping it in his mouth like a feral beast.

"You will pay dearly for that," Sombra seethed between the hilt in his mouth.

Amethyst's eyes narrowed, and she tried to pull, hoping to slice his fingers off. However, Sombra released her strings, causing her to stumble while he unsheathed his swords once more.

Amethyst recovered and prepared to kill the unicorn, only to freeze. Was it a trick of the light, or was she seeing a six armed, three-headed demon bearing down on her?

"Demon Aura Nine Sword Style: Asura!" Sombra bellowed, as a demonic aura covered him.

"What... are you?!" Amethyst whispered, fear freezing her in place.

Sombra merely vanished... before reappearing behind her.

"You said it yourself," he mocked, as she gave one final gasp. "I'm the Dark King." He lowered his head. "Asura Silver Mist."

Nine deep slashes erupted across Amethyst Shard's body, and her final wail of agony sounded long and loud across the battlefield.

Sombra dropped to his knees, the demonic aura fading, and leaving him an exhausted mess. A second later, he saw another body hit the ground.

To his despair, however, it was Rarity that had fallen; bruises and cuts adorning her white coat, and Radiant Faith was already approaching him.

"One down," Radiant mocked. "One to go."

Yet... Sombra's ears twitched. He heard the sound of someone approaching. And fast.

Radiant heard it as well. But before she could turn to the source... a set of jaws seized her by the neck. Radiant screamed as a humanoid tundra dragon smashed her to the ground and attempted to pull her head from her body.

"Need a hand?"

Turning from the grisly fight, Sombra saw a familier face which brought a smile on his face. Eric Von Shadow; clad in his royal guard armor. Offering Sombra a hand.

"Glad you could join us" Sombra said, taking his hand and staggering to his feet.. "Did you bring the calvary?"

Eric's grin widened, and he glanced back as geysers of flames erupted. Pink hands and feet smashed into the ground, as a massive dragon rampaged into the city.

"Don't I always?" Eric replied with a grin, pulling his murakumogiri from his back. "Now... how about we bring this war to an end?"

The War of Shadows Arc Ch. 10

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