Author's Note

Hey there guys sorry its been awhile. First big thanks to my editor Codex92 as always.

So for this chapter I would like to let you guys know from here on out the timeline will be changed or altered. Also I will be giving some creatures different abilities ect.

This chapter will contain a bit of gore, but I wont be added the warning, sorry.

And I also want you guys to know that I'm gonna be trying to update my other stories because I dont want to burn out on this one and give you guys crappy work.

Also a question I've been meaning to ask some of you. As you know this story is mostly based of the Httyd series, but also a bit of "That time I got Reincarnated as a slime." Anime. So what I want to ask you guys is do you think I should try and add some other stuff from the anime into the story besides the reincarnated part?

Well enjoy. And please leave a comment down below and a like if you enjoy my work. The more likes and comments the more I'll want to make it better.

Escape part 1

(Fluttershy's cottage)

"Goodbye, Rainbow Dash. I'll see you and Tank at your first pony pet playdate." Fluttershy called out as she watched her friend, Rainbow Dash, go home with her new pet tortoise, Tank. "Oh, and I hope your wing gets better soon."

Closing the door behind her, Fluttershy stretched her legs after having an eventful day. "Angel, I'm home." She called out as she walked over to her couch. Shortly after, a small white bunny came scurrying into the living room. "Hello, Angel. Sorry to keep you waiting, but we finally picked out the perfect pet for Rainbow Dash." The little bunny shrugged its shoulders and hopped onto the couch, pointing a paw at its mouth and followed by rubbing its stomach. "Oh, I'm sorry. I almost forgot to make your dinner." Jumping off the couch, Fluttershy made her way toward the kitchen with her pet on her back.

After preparing Angel bunny's meal, the animal lover decided to get some last minute cleaning done around the house before bed. Grabbing a feather duster, she started to dust off all the shelves in the living room first. But as she was nearing one of the shelves, a gentle breeze flowed through an open window, knocking a few pieces of paper to fall to the ground.

"Oh dear." Placing the feather duster down, Fluttershy moved to close the window and pick up the pieces of paper off the floor. As she did, one of them halted her actions. On one side of the paper was a picture of her stolen friend, Toothless.

She and the rest of her friends had made hundreds of posters that they spread all across town and other cities throughout Equestria. They searched high and low for any clues that would help turn the location of the dragon. But after so much time, Fluttershy's friends had given up and suggested that she do the same. However, a part of her tells her that she shouldn’t give up and that she should continue to hope that Toothless will be found and brought back.

Looking out the window, Fluttershy stared up at the sky as the sun set and the moon slowly rose in the sky. "Oh, Toothless, I hope you’re okay."

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(The Arena)

The moon had reached its peak as its light shined down on the large structure now filled with chattering creatures of all kinds.

"Mares and gentlecolts, creatures of all ages!!! Welcome to the Arena!!!" The crowd erupted in cheers with stompings of hooves and other limbs on the floor. "We have one Tartarus of a show for you tonight, folks!!" From atop his podium, Steel Horn pointed to a set of gates to the far left. "Our first monster of the night hails from the frozen mountains of Yakyakistan!" The gate slowly rises as the sound of heavy breathing and snarls could be heard. "A beast who will feast upon any poor creature that mistakenly enters its territory! Here’s the Yeti!!" The gates finally opened, a large six foot beast with white fur and burning red eyes prowling out from its entrance. It snarled and howled as it ran around the arena.

The crowd cheered and hollered as they watched in enjoyment as the beast below ran around mindlessly. The lights that illuminated the arena cut off, leaving only the moon to provide light. "And now, for the moment you've all been waiting for." A single spotlight shines on a set of metal gates, smoke slowly starting to billow out. "With scales as black as its heart, and fangs that rip the very soul from its unfortunate victims, comes a beast that will surely haunt your dreams."

"Rrrrraaaaaaahhhhhhhh!!!" A loud, ear-piercing roar echoed throughout the stadium, causing most of the patrons to cover their ears.

Soon, the sound of drums filled the air as the gates slowly rose, the smoke grew thicker and the roars even louder."From the darkest, most foulest, deepest pits of Tartarus, I present to you, your champion of the arena, Nightmare!!"

Faster than the gates could open, a dark mass zoomed out from the cloud of smoke and started to fly around the arena in an ebony blur. Everyone tried to catch a glimpse of the speeding black object flying around the arena, blowing powerful gusts of wind into the stands as it flew past them. The yeti bellow snarled as it tried to follow the movements of its opponent, only to miss it when it turned its head.

The lights around the arena turned back on, allowing the audience to spot the fast moving creature as it landed a few feet in front of the yeti. The creature that both the audience and yeti bore witness to was a black dragon that stood a foot taller than the average pony. All fell silent in the arena as the two beasts stared at each other. The dragon flared its wings out, lifting its head up high before unleashing another ear-piercing roar, forcing the audience to cover their ears again. The yeti, however, was not amused, staring down the much smaller creature that had tried to intimidate it like it was the dominant species.

The yeti charged forward, swiping its claws at the small creature, only to miss as its target jumped back. The dragon lunged forward, snapping its jaws onto the yeti's arm as it passed, forcing a painful howl to come from it. The yeti flailed its arm around, trying to toss of the black reptile off. The dragon's fangs only dug deeper into its flesh, causing blood to gush out and stain its white fur. Seeing that its efforts weren’t working, the snow beast took in a deep breath before blowing out frost shards, aiming at the dragon's side and piercing its hide, forcing its jaw to release the yeti's arm.

With another deep breath, the yeti unleashed another barrage of ice shards at the dragon. The dragon flapped its wings, sending its body into the air, narrowly dodging the attack. Using its advantage in the air, the Night Fury flew around the arena, picking up speed as it circled the yeti, who tried to keep an eye on its opponent.

The crowd cheered at the spectacle before them as they watch the two beasts fight for supremacy in the ring. The crowd’s cheering hadn't gone unnoticed as the yeti turned to the audience, unleashing a flurry of ice shards at them. Those being aimed at screamed before an invisible barrier blocked the attack. "To those new to our lovely establishment, we like keeping your safety in mind. The arena is equipped with a barrier that prevents anything from within the ring to escape and/or harm its audience." Steel Horn announced on the intercom, reassuring his paying customers.

When the yeti's attention had turned to crowd, the dragon dove in, firing off two plasma blasts, each one slamming against the yeti’s upper body and knocked it over. Taking advantage of the situation, the swift-flying beast swooped down, slamming both his arms onto the yeti's abdomen repeatedly. The force of his attacks created loud shock waves that could easily be heard from the stands above. With every impact, the snow beast’s body twitched, eventually coughing up blood and vile. Seeing that his opponent was all but finished, the ebony dragon pushed off, landing a foot in front of his opponent. Flaring his wings once more, he unleashed another ear piercing roar that managed to even shake the air around them in an attempt to prove its dominance over the battle.

But much like before, the yeti's stubborn nature didn't permit it to yield to its foe and took up a standing position once more. Digging its front claws into the ground and bracing it back legs, the yeti took a deeper breath, causing a bright white light to form in the back of its throat. Before the yeti could unleash its attack, the Night Fury fired off a plasma blast into its opponents mouth, which went straight through his throat and blew a hole in its neck. With its remaining strength, it looked toward its opponent, seeing it give a small bow before unleashing one fine blast. The yeti's head was blasted clean off, its body falling to the ground with a loud thud and blood spurting out, signaling the end of the fight.

The air was silent as the spectators all sat there, mouths gaping at the brutality. For a few short moments, it remained this way until Steel Horn broke the silence. "The winner!!! Nightmare!!!" The crowd started to cheer and whistle, some jumping for joy as they won the bet between the two beasts while others tossed their tickets in frustration at their loss.

A group of armored stallions came rushing into the arena and surrounded the dragon, each of them brandishing spears as they tried to force the dragon back inside. One of the stallions stabbed the dragon in the side, a mistake he would soon come to regret. Quickly turning in place to face the stallion, the dragon pounced forward, knocking him on his side. Before the stallion could get up, he found his neck being grabbed. Looking up, he stared in fear as the dragon loomed over him, its cold, slitted eyes staring down at him with its jaws wide open. He could see down the back of its throat and how a dim light began to grow brighter from inside. The crowd started to panic as they watch the pony's life about to end with a gruesome fate.

The stallion screamed and tried frantically to push the dragon’s paw off his neck and escape. His efforts were in vain as the leathery arm didn't budge an inch. He could only watch as the dragon craned its head up, the light in its mouth growing brighter and bits if flames building up, ready to unleash its plasma blast a point blank range.

SNAP!!!

A loud snapping sound quickly stopped the dragon's attack and brought its attention to turn in the direction of the sound. Standing at one of the gates was griffon with white feathers and fur, the tips of her feathers with light violet highlights. Her chest was covered in a leather vest with black scales similar to the dragon’s. In her left talon, she held a whip, snapping the tip on the ground once more.

"Mares and gentle stallions, as I said before, safety is our first concern here at the battle arena! I present to you the dragon tamer!!" Steel Horn announced as the griffon moved closer keeping the dragon's attention on her. "This fearless griffon is the only one capable of controlling our ferocious champion!!" The crowd muttered to one another as they watched with bated breath.

The griffon snapped her whip again as she moved forward toward the savage beast. The dragon moved it's paw off the stallion as it turned its attention toward the griffon, snarling loudly. Two of the other armored stallions rushed past the dragon, quickly dragging their almost mauled comrade away before the beast changed its mind.

Snarling, the dragon stalked its way toward the griffon. The crowd watched in awe as the griffon wasn’t backing away, but instead strolled up to the beast. Flaring its wings, the dragon roared at the griffon before charging forward.

With another flick of her whip, the griffon landed the tip on the top of the dragon's snout, getting it to abruptly stop its charge just as it was two feet away from her. The dragon rubbed its nose with its forearm, trying to relieve the stinging sensation from the whip, and as it did so, the griffin female slowly moved forward with her talon extend toward it. The crowd let out a collective gasp and sat on the edge of their seats as they watched.

The black dragon stopped, taking notice of the female's approach and snarled at the outstretched limb. Despite this, her taloned hand hadn't faltered in its movements, gently placing her hand on the dragon’s nose. For a few brief moments, nothing happened, everyone in the stands stunned silent as they witnessed such an insane thing to do to a deadly beast like a dragon.

The dragon stared at the avian/feline hybrid for a few brief moments before slowly laying down on the ground and lowering its head. The tamer patted the top of the dragon's head before quickly pointed toward the open gate. And without any hesitation, the dragon quickly ran toward the gate to the holding area from the silent command.

The griffin turned her attention toward the crowd, giving them a small bow. As she turned to walk back to the holding area, the crowd abruptly cheered and whistled as she left.

"The dragon tamer, mares and gentle stallions!!" Steel Horn shouted as the crowd continued to cheer. "Now, before you leave, please note that we will be making our announcement for the last battle of the season in a few hours!"

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(The holding area)

The guards all backed away slowly as the Night Fury walked past them, making its way to chamber where it and its tamer resigned. But after what happened with their comrade not mere moments ago, the ponies couldn't help but quiver as the dragon passed them.

One stallion quickly backed away when he thought the beast was getting to close, but due to his inability to watch where he was stepping, he failed to see the metal flagon on ground. His back left hoof stepped around the edge, causing it to slip off and tripping the stallion, making him land on the ground with a thud and made his armor clatter. This did not go unnoticed as the dragon turned his attention to the fallen stallion, its cold, reptilian eyes staring at the downed pony. The stallion began to violently shake with fear as the dragon started to slowly prowl toward him. He wanted to scream for help from his comrades, but felt his throat dry up, making him unable to even speak. The other stallions could only watch in fear as they watched all that was transpiring.

Before the beast could jump at his next victim, the end of a whip snapped at its cheek. Like before, the dragon turned its attention on the griffin, who was holding the black leather whip as she made her way in. "Hey, don't eat the help! You'll give yourself indigestion!!" She shouted, snapping the whip near its feet, forcing it back. "Back to the room with you!!"

Snarling, the dragon turned and moved to the large metal door that led to its chambers. The ponies stationed by said door quickly opened it and hid behind it as the dragon walked in before slamming it shut.

The sound of clapping echoing off the walls could be heard. "Wonderful work, as always." Steel horn praised as he walked in and approached the dragon tamer. "And we made huge profits from not only the admission fees, but from how many of our customers bet on the fight." The minotaur let out a hearty laugh and he slapped his knee. "I'm raking in more bits then my idiot cousin, Iron Will, with his stupid scams." He turned to one of the goat workers. "What was it he’s currently doing? Self-confidence seminars?" The goat merely shrugged. "Ah, who cares? Point is, thanks to our champion, we'll be richer than all the nobles in the capital!"

"Yeah yeah. whoop-de-frikin-do." Glenda spoke in a deadpan tone while twirling her talon in the air, pretending to be enthusiastic. "So, about tomorrow's fight. Obviously, it's gonna be Nightmare who will be fighting, but who’s his opponent gonna be?"

"Ah, patience, my little money bird." Steel horn spoke in a patronizing manner as he lightly patted the griffin's head, who quickly smacked it away. "You'll have to wait until I make the announcement in a little bit."

She rolled her eyes and started to walk toward the large metal doors the dragon had gone into. "Whatever. Just remember that if I don't get the proper information on his next opponent, then your champion might be as good as dead." She opened the door, but before she walked inside, she turned and shot the minotaur a glare. "Don't ever touch me again unless you plan on losing a hand." She threatened before slamming the door shut.

After the griffon shut the door behind her, a low growl could be heard coming from behind. Turning around, she saw the dragon in a crouching position, teeth bared with its slitted eyes focused on her. "OH, WHAT!? YOU WANT A PIECE OF ME!?" She shouted, getting a loud roar in response. "WELL, BRING IT!!" She quickly glanced down behind her at the floor of the door to see some shadows from the other side move away quickly, accompanied by the sound of fading hoof steps. Turning back to the dragon, she smiled. "Okay, they're gone."

The dragon had its mouth opened ready to roar once more before closing it mouth and allowing its eyes to return to normal. Noir put his front paws out to stretch, letting out a long yawn as he did. After his stretch, he gave his paw a lick and rubbed the top of his head.

"I swear, I think you act more like a cat then a terrifying dragon." She chuckled as she walked over to the bed, removing her leather vest. "Well, we put on one heck of a show out there. Me more specifically." She chuckled. As she had gotten the vest off, she felt something small hit her on the back of her head. "Hey!" She turned to see her companion looking rather annoyed before turning his head with a pout. "What?" She didn't receive an immediate response, only when her friend tapped on his nose and pointed to the whip on the floor did she understand what he was moping about. "Oh, what's the matter? Did the big bad dragon not like getting flicked on the nose?" She teased in a playful tone, which only got her friend to grunt and turn away. "Aww what? Did the mean old whip hurt your wittle feewings? Do you want an apology, is that why your pouting?" She continued to tease the dragon by talking to him like a baby. In return, the dragon opened and closed his mouth, pretending to talk while letting out some grumbled noise with a less than amused look on his face.

"Well, how about this!?" Jumping at him, Glenda tried wrapping her arms around Noir’s neck, only barely latching on. She tried to push him as she playfully tackled him, the dragon unphased with a deadpan stare. "Ooh, you feel that!? Do you feel my heart-felt remorse?"

Noir just stood up on his hind legs with Glenda still hanging by his neck as he walked over to the edge of the bed. "Hey, what are yo~EEP!!" the griffon squeaked as her question was cut off, the dragon falling forward onto the bed with him laying on top of her. It wasn’t enough to crush her beneath his weight, but just enough to pin her down. Glenda tried to push the overgrown reptile off her, but only managed to poke her head out. "Hey! No fair!! That’s cheating!!" Noir simply let out a grumble-like laugh as he watched his companion try her best to push him off.

Glenda did her best to push the dragon off her, but he wasn't budging an inch. Before long, she stopped trying to push him off as a wicked idea popped into her head, one that will surely get the dragon off and also get a bit of revenge. "Mmm. Oh, Noir, I never knew you'd be so forceful about this." She spoke in a dreamy voice. This quickly gets the dragon's attention as he looks down. "If I had known you were planning on mounting me, I would have tried to look better, especially since you'll be my first." She fluttered her eyes before turning her head. "Even though I'm not of proper age yet by one year, I trust you’ll be gentle." She leaned in and gave the dragon a peck on the cheek.

In a matter of seconds, Noir’s wings flared up and he jumped as high as he could to get off the griffon. Unfortunately, he went too high and slammed into the ceiling. Before his body could fall back down, the griffin rolled off the bed and watched him land on the bed with a loud thump.

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(Johann POV)

Before I could even raise my head, the sound of my roommate laughing uncontrollably fills my ears. "Bwahahaha! Oh my gosh, Noir, your face!!" For five months, two weeks, and six days, I've been bunked with this chick, and I'll never get used to her teasing. But I'm not complaining.

Ever since day one, she and I have been working together to both survive and make living in this hellhole slightly bearable. In that time, I've battled countless creatures in the ring, some new and others I've faced on more than one occasion, and from each of those fights, I’ve only gotten stronger. I've learned how to use every inch of my body as though I've had it all my life. I've learned how to fly within small confined spaces and how to use my plasma blast more efficiently. But it's not my skills alone that have grown; my body has done the same as well. Where I once stood as tall as a full grown pony, now I'm a foot taller.

Glenda, who was still laughing her beak off, hopped onto the bed, laying next to me."Geez, Noir, no matter how many times I tease you, you always have the same reaction! It’s so priceless! Hahah!!" She punched me in the shoulder, which thanks to my scales and stronger muscles, didn't feel like anything more than a light pat. "By the way, excellent performance with those guards. I almost believed that you were actually gonna kill them."

While I could have done so, I needed to make sure that Steel Horn and his cronies still believed that Glenda was my tamer, the reason why she “willingly” kept working for him. After all the things he and this place has put her through, she wasn’t going to take it after a while more. Another development that had occurred during my time with Glenda was how she ended up in this place.

In order to understand her story and how she got here, I first had to learn of her kind: the griffons. In ancient times, griffins were known for their greed, even rivaling a dragon’s greed, hoarding all their treasures and fighting amongst each other for more. Until one day, a king named Grover found a mysterious golden artifact called the Idol of Boreas. Legend has it that the idol was forged from the dust of golden sunsets that had been blown across the mountains by the north winds. Possessing the idol filled the griffons’ hearts with pride, it said that one great treasure was the cause that made Griffinstone the most majestic kingdom in all the lands. And from one king to the next, the idol was passed down over the ages, right up to the last king, King Guto. Griffonstone's idol was the envy of all other species, giving them a sense of identity and pride. That’s when a horrible monster, called the Arimaspi, came to steal the griffins’ prized treasure. And though King Guto tried his best to fend against the Arimaspi from stealing the idol, the monster was too powerful, managed to grab the idol, and flee the castle. King Guto and his soldiers charged after the Arimaspi, cutting it off over a stone bridge. However, a bolt of lightning shot down from the heavens above, striking the bridge, causing both the Arimaspi and the golden idol to fall into the Abysmal Abyss. And with the loss of their precious idol, so too did the griffins’ pride.

To some, this was just a mere history lesson, but for Glenda, it was family history. As it turns out, she is a descendant of King Guto. I wondered why a princess of all creatures would be in this place, but after King Guto lost the idol, along with Griffinstone's pride, the royal family were looked down upon ever since, treated like outcasts. So, for most of her childhood, Glenda and her parents would have to live on the farthest parts of what remained of the once proud kingdom. Yet despite all this, Glenda's father never lost hope in the pride they once had, but he knew that words alone wouldn't sway the other griffins as they were now. So he had set a goal for himself: to find the lost Idol of Boreas and take the throne back so that he could help lead the griffons back to their prosperous ways. He had researched where the idol had fallen, even how one would need to climb down the abyss safely. He had planned everything down to the last detail. But what the poor griffin hadn't planned was an illness that had left him bedridden. For weeks, he laid in bed fighting a losing battle. And when he knew that his time in this world would soon be at an end, he had asked Glenda to try and carry out his dream, to bring the griffins back together and restore their kingdom’s pride. Those were his last words before he passed away, leaving Glenda without a father, and her mother a widow.

While Glenda was heartbroken about the loss of her father, she was determined to carry out her father's dying wish. But that wasn’t going to happen when the loss of her father was the final straw that broke the griffon’s mother. Years of living in the slums and barely scraping by had taken its toll on her, and with the death of her husband, she had lost all reasoning. She took Glenda far away from her home and brought her here, selling her for a large amount of money. Glenda was mortified that her mother had succumbed to the griffins’ greed to play where she would sell her own daughter for bits. And for eight years, she has been enslaved in this horrible place, working like a dog and feed the dangerous creatures that have tried to end her life.

But since our meeting, I've managed to help her make time much more bearable. Which I can't say the same when she constantly teases me. In my past life as a human, I never had a girlfriend, which meant that I wasn't used to such attention. It all started during our second week when I had accidentally brushed my paw against her wing. Apparently, creatures like griffins and pegasi who have feathered wings are incredibly sensitive, so they can pick up on air pressure or temperature change to help their flying. However, they're also considered erogenous zones during more intimate moments. When I had accidentally brushed her wings, which got me a half moan, half squawking noise, I jumped back in surprise. She then told me how wings work and could see my discomfort, like when a parent gives their kid "the talk" for the first time. What's more, I found out that wings kinda worked in another embarrassing way. If a winged creature feels flustered or even aroused, their wings flair out in what's called a “wing boner", and unlike an erection, where you had a chance to prevent it, wing boners are instant with a loud "POMF" noise.

Ever since she found out how easily flustered I could get, Glenda hasn't let up anytime we were alone. "Geez, Noir, we need to get you laid once we get out of here." She teased while elbowing my side, making me grumble and look away.

While I was sulking, I felt her place her hand on my shoulder. "Speaking of getting out, are you ready for tomorrow?" Unlike before, her tone had shifted to a serious one. I turned to her to see that she wasn't joking around. "Tomorrow is the day we've been waiting for, and it will be our only chance to get out of here. That means doing whatever it takes to get out of here, right?"

I nodded, jumping off the bed and moved to the bathtub, pushing it aside. I used one my claws to flip one of the bricks that lined the ground, revealing a hole. Glenda stepped down from the bed and walked over to me, sticking her arm in and grabbed something. She pulled out a blade; the tip of a spear to be precise. After one of my fights, much like today, some guards thought they could try and get me to do what they wanted. I gripped the tip of one of their spears and snapped it off, then faked that I had swallowed it. It took a lot of work not to stab the inside of my mouth at the time, but now Glenda has a weapon.

"Okay, Noir, remember our plan for tomorrow. One slip-up and we’re both as good as dead." I watched her slip the blade into a secret pocket in her vest. "And listen, I get you dont like killing the other creatures, but tomorrow, you need to get out when the moment is right. That means that for tomorrow's match, you can't hesitate, because every second counts."

I understood what she wants, but it's easier said than done. Much like my fight with the yeti, I would always try and get whatever creature I was fighting a chance to back down and stop. While they did try to kill me, it's only because of the fact that they are forced to. In truth, they are just wild animals following their instincts, that's why before I have to end them, I pay my respects with one last bow. But given that tomorrow is of great importance, I don't think I can afford to be that careless.

"Attention! Attention!" A voice called out over the intercom. "Tomorrow's match will be announced in a few short moments."

"That's my cue to go scout out your next, and hopefully last opponent." Glenda patted my shoulders before making her way to the door. Before she could open it, she turned to me. "Hey, if this doesn't work out, I want you to know that you made these last few months worth living through."

When the door closed, I took the time to reflect on tomorrow's events, and prayed to whatever God was out there that all would go well.

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(3rd person POV)

Glenda walked out of the room and quickly made her way to one of the gates to see what creature Steel Horn will have fight her friend. Much like the other creatures Noir faced, Glenda made sure to know what monster he would fight against, even give him tips on what's the best way to fight said monster. A good example was when Noir was going to face off against a cockatrice, a creature whose gaze can turn anyone to stone. Thanks to her advice on fighting with his eyes closed, Noir managed to kill the beast while only receiving minor cuts and scrapes.

"MARES AND GENTLE STALLIONS, ARE YOU READY FOR TOMORROW'S MATCH!?" Steel Horn shouted over the intercom. getting those who stayed behind for the announcement to cheer wildly. "Well, you won't be disappointed that you stayed behind! So, as all of you know, this year’s season will be coming to an end tomorrow." The crowd let out a series of "awwws" and "boos" at this. "I know, and believe me, it pains me to do so. To think you will all have to wait four months till the next season pains me. BUT! That's why tomorrow's match will be extra special! Because it will feature our reigning champion: Nightmare!!" The crowd started to cheer once more, stomping the ground with their hooves making the whole building shake a bit. "Whoa!! Are you all that excited for the fight, or just happy to see me!? Hah!!"

"Just bucking hurry up and get on with the announcement, you bovine idiot," Glenda grumbled bitterly.

"Well, I think you've all waited long enough! The creature that will fight our champion is a rare monster that was only recently purchased, and I’ve kept it under wraps until the end of the season!" This managed to catch Glenda off guard. She would always keep tabs on what new creatures showed up in case she needed to construct a fight plan for her dragon comrade. "This is one of the most terrifying creatures found in the Everfree Forest, but why tell you when I can show you!?"

The arena began to rumble and shake, catching everyone by surprise. The center of the battlefield started to split apart, revealing a secret underground chamber. Next came the sound of large metal gear clanking together as it slowly spun, the sound of chains rattling filled the air. From the hole in the middle of the ring, a terrifying roar could be heard calling out, but what was odd was that it sounded like multiple roars coming from more than one beast. Within several minutes, the top of an incredibly large cage could be seen rising from the hole. The crowd let out loud gasps and screams as the could now see what was inside the cage. Three long, massive heads attached to one body roared in anger, slamming against the bars while breathing out torrents of flames. "Welcome the Hydra!!!" Steel Horn introduced, getting the crowd to quickly change from screams of fear to those of excitement.

"Oh my Celestia." Were the only words Glenda could utter as she stared at the furious beast, dreading the multi-headed beast could truly end her friend’s life.