The Perilous Quest to Save Vinyl From Certain Demise

As a sudden inspiration comes into mind, you freeze for a moment.

...Is this your only option? this plan your mind is forming seems a bit far-fetched, and you feel as if it could go wrong in too many ways, but it is the only strategy you have, so a moment later, you snap back into the moment, jumping quickly to your left under a swinging paw.

As the manticore thrashes about, trying to grab you, you gallop across the room, and position yourself right in front of Vinyl's cell. As the beast turns to face you, you smirk, and make a taunting gesture with your hooves, holding out part of your mane with a hoof to imitate a matador.

Fuming with rage, the manticore bellows, before charging towards you in a unrestrained rush.

"You cannot win, you smug little pony!" he yells, his jaw wide, fangs gleaming in the torchlight.

At the last moment before he reaches you, you duck to the side, letting the manticore smash into the cell bars with massive force.

Through the titanic, resounding screech of the metal bending and giving way, you can hear Vinyl scream out in panic as her figure becomes obscured by a mess of feline muscle.

"Vinyl!" You call out, fearing your plan may have not worked as well as you had hoped.

Please let her still be alive...

As you ready your nerves, and strain your neck to try and catch a glimpse of Vinyl's white fur, you find yourself held back suddenly, as a clawed paw finds your hind leg, and latches onto it.

You cry out out in surprise as the beast lets out a roar of triumph, finally catching you. Your hind leg is lifted up into the air, and you find the rest of your body following suit, until you are helplessly dangling in front of the terrifying, angry face of the manticore.

"No! Tavi!" you hear through your terrified mindset. While you find yourself at least somewhat relieved at the sound of Vinyl's voice, your problems have just gotten much larger.

You feel its grasp tighten around your neck, and another paw grabs your neck, ensuring you could no longer run. You struggle, but it is no use.

The manticore has caught you.

You're defeated.

You're screwed.

You're dead.