Whack your Assistant!

“Wah! Twilight! Why are you covered in blood!?” Spike screamed as the spell ended.

Twilight stopped herself and looked at her fur, noticing the previous test left her more bloody then Trixie attempting to juggle knives blindfolded.

“Well this is interesting,” Twilight replied rather casually as she looked over her body. “Seems every time you die, you regenerate everything even if it’s inside my safe zone.”

“Wait, what do you mean when I die?” Spike said as he held his stomach and felt a hint of pain in it.

“No, that can’t be right. Your body must be returning to normal without the stuff in my safe zone. I wonder…” Twilight said, ignoring her assistants whiny voice as she conjured up a bucket of water and poured it over herself.

Spike watched the blood on the alicorn wash off her body and fall to the floor, going anyway it could. Part of him felt horrified that Twilight wasn’t flipping out over the fact that she was covered in blood, and even more so worried that she was implying it was his.

“Now, when I kill you again, every part of you should regenerate. I’ll make this death quick in order to see if I’m right,” Twilight told him as she lit up her horn and got ready to use a spell.

“Twilight, what ar-“

SNAP!

Focusing her magic on his neck, Twilight twisted it with enough force that it almost made his head spin fully around. The second the deathblow was made, Spike’s legs buckled and he crumbled to the floor like a sack of dead baby diamond dogs. Taking her magic off his body, Twilight stared and her eye started to twitch before she spoke up.

“Hey look. Seems I have two owl assistants now,” Twilight said as a creepy smile hit her smile. “Who, who, hehe… oh gosh w-why am I enjoying more then I should!?”

Snapping herself back to reality, Twilight shook her head and looked away from his dead body before grabbing another scroll.

“Don’t worry, Twilight. Once you got enough notes, you’ll wipe your own memory and be done for the day. Just… stay calm and try to not enjoy killing your assistant. Sure it’s fun in a twisted way but… no, y-you’re not enjoying his endless deaths; you’re enjoying your pursuit in knowledge! Yeah, that’s why you love this. You’ve always loved finding out new things… ahem, now let’s see if all your blood and guts return to your body as well.” Twilight told herself as she quickly remembered to take a note down.

Death experiment 7- Neck snap. Self-explanatory death. Victim died of Injury to the upper cervical spinal cord and such led to the loss of respiration and eventually death. It’s crude, fast, and rather an effective killing technique, but highly unlikely a unicorn will have enough magical force to snap the neck of a full grown dragon. As immoral as it sounds, you’re better off snapping the necks of baby dragons until you attempt to fry a bigger fish.

“Ok, time reset!”