The rusty and metallic smell of fresh blood filled the air, and Rainbow Dash surveyed her surroundings. So much for that, she couldn’t see, two feet in front of her, the fog was so thick. She realized Rarity, her friend, or SO-called friend was standing there, in front of her laughing sadistically. “This is only going to hurt, well, a lot!” Rarity cheered as she ripped Dash’s wing out of her sockets, leaving it dislocated and limp so she wouldn’t have any chances of escaping. She screamed in utter agony as the twisted pony squealed in happiness as she ripped the other wing out of place. “Isn’t this just, FUN?” She winked at Rainbow Dash, and with that, Dash lost all consciousness she had left.