Looping Over Feeling

Sunset tried to siphon the poison out. A jury rigged combination of a vacuum and detox spell. Wallflower’s breathing was becoming more and more shallow. Bystanders in the busy store peered at the scene in concern.

“B-Bye, Sunset…” Wallflower said, voice hoarse.

She checked her vitals. Dead. Sunset ended the spells. No saving a corpse.

Grabbing a shelf in her magic, she pulled on it and smashed it into the ground, startling the ponies around her.