Defiance

Two days later, Flam found himself in the hooves of Sharp Horn and with half a minotaur horn lodged firmly into his soft belly parts. Gasping, he finally mangled out a 'why' when that horn went half an inch further into his body. Sharp Horn washed off his limbs in the bubbling waters of the ice cold bird bath that Flam frequented outside his so-called establishment.

"Flim disappeared!" He screamed as the minotaur ground himself further into his guts, "I paid you what was owed!" Sharp ran a gold chain over his hoof.

"Kazari, Flam, I want the Kazari. Nolan knows, but he's not weak unlike you." The minotaur pushed harder into Flam's guts. "Nolan could kill you from half a mile away and not even blink. There is a reason why he's the lawkeeper and not some weakwilled porno-holding stallion like you."

"The bar burned down and I don't know what this 'Kazari' is! All I ended up with is a mountain of debt and my bath!"

"Your brother may have kept records."

"I don't know anything, I swear!" Sharp horn gently patted the stallion.

"The words you are looking for are 'I am looking for the Kazari, Nolan and their location'. Don't disappoint me."

He waved a discrete signal before the minotaur finally slammed the stallion into the bottom of the bath. Two more brutal shoves caused him to surface and cough up the lavender scented waters while the enforcer and his master stood quietly. Throwing up his dinner, he stared at the two with bathwater infused eyes.

"Nolan won't...." He began to say as Sharp Horn made a gesture. "I MEAN I DON'T KNOW HOW TO MAKE NOLAN GIVE UP THE LOCATION OF THIS 'KAZARI'" The other stallion ran a cold hoof over his snout.

"I'm sure you'll find a way."

Flam shivered as the two departed his burned-out bar with an arrogant swagger. Using his amulet, he called for his patch-up doc and quietly considered the stars. Moving to Defiance had seemed like a great idea, but after meeting Sharp things had gone adrift and now everything was slowly falling apart.

Doctor Coldheart eventually found him lying in that bubbling bloody bath outside of the burned-out Ruin of the F&F bar. After using some regenerative magic on his bloody stomach, she placed him onto her surgery bed and gave him a good smack to the snout with a pair of hoof-cleaners. As he arose, he gave her a pair of weak looking eyes and she replied in kind with a slap.

"So you pissed off SH, again." She spat as the stallion curled pitifully.

"Flim did. I didn't do anything."

"And that's why you had two horn wounds in your guts?"

"I said Flim did it! I was just having a bath!"

"So you expect me to believe you just ended up with two wounds in your gut and didn't do anything?"

"I was just relaxing since Flim left and Bam! Minotaur bait!" He replied.

"Sounds stupid. Means it's probably true. So why did you get skewered?"

"He wants the Kazari. But he failed to mention...."

"The Kazari?"

"You know what that is? Give me it and I'll give you all the bits I have!"

But Coldheart had clearly stopped listening as she stared off into the middle-distance with a dark look. Flam tried to wiggle out of the bed as she returned from her look with a scaple and a smile. As her horn glowed, he could only find the barest traction in his maw as it pressed and penetrated his neck. Blood spewing forth, the mare hummed and replaced the tool on her shelf.

"Silly stallion. You think Sharp is the only one looking for the Kazari? He's far too stupid to know the potential of that tool." She gently slid the corpse of the former owner of F&F into the disposal unit. "Things are going to change for the better around here when you and your ilk aren't here. And when I have the Kazari things are REALLY going to change."