He ran. He ran as if Tatarus itself had open behind him. Up the flight of stairs, till he burst out the door onto the balcony of the building. Dark clouds hung in the air, as thunder boomed across heavens. Heavy drenching rain fell, and the atmosphere only added to his increasing terror.

'Have to get away. Have to get away.' The unicorn thought, as he tried to see a way off the balcony.

The unicorn was dressed in an elaborate robe, but they were torn and shredded. Blood flowed from a cut across his side, which he had wrapped a part of the robe about. He had to get away.

"Have to get away...have to-" The unicorn said as he moved to the ledge, looking for perhaps a place to jump.

CRASH!!

The unicorn turned to see the door leading to the stairs burst open and off its hinges, pieces of wood flying into splinters. And there, stepping into the rain stood an armored figure, his eyes burning yellow. The same figure he had tried so hard to flee from. The unicorn felt his heart beating more, as he stepped back till he was pressed against the railing of the balcony.

"I will be the last," the armored figure said in a deep menacing voice as he pointed a finger at the unicorn, "and you, will go first."

The armored figure began to close in on the unicorn. The unicorn began to panic, "There...there are others. I can show you...please. Please!"

The unicorn blasted the figure with magic, but each bolt bounced off his armor without so much as denting the metal. The figure drew closer and pulled back a fist that slammed into the horn of the unicorn. The force of the blow sent the unicorn to the ground, and snapped his horn clean off his head leaving only a stump behind.

The unicorn spasmed in agony, his screams swallowed by the loud crash and book of thunder and lightning. The figure reached down and lifted the unicorn by the throat, his hand squeezing hard against the neck and wind pip. The figure held the unicorn over the ledge of the balcony, as the pony hit his hooves against the mans arms in a pitifull attempt to fight back.

With a final squeeze of his fingers the armored man snapped the unicorns neck, chuckling with delight at the sound. The deadly deed done, the figure tossed the body out into the open air and watched as it fell with a splat as it hit the cobbled streets below.

Down on the streets, the unicorns blood flowed between the stones and cracks of the streets. it would not be long before someone or somepony discovered the blood, but the body would not be found.