The guard turns white as a sheet and bolts for the door, only making it about half a step before Dash takes off and slams into him with her shoulder. Pinned to the ground, he cries out, “Get off of me, you fucking animal!”

Dash backhands his head with a hoof, “We can do this the easy way or the hard way. WHERE ARE THE KEYS?”

The guard scoffs, “Yeah, like I’d tell you.”

*CRACK*

I wince as I see Dash’s hoof slam into the floor just an inch away from his face, breaking the solid wooden floorboard cleanly in two. She bares her teeth, “Don’t fuck with ponies, dude. The next hoof is going to land on your face, so let’s try this again: Where are the fucking keys?”