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>While Soul and Barrel work on the stallion you do your best to bandage Silver’s still open flank wound
>Hollow gives an uncharacteristic whimper as her own wounds are treated by the settlers, your last health potion going to the bleeding settler stallion that helped hold the line
>”Shit,” the Roughshod unicorn with you mutters under his breath, “we’re it.”
>He notices you looking at him
>”Dusty, Weathervane, everypony else…” his hooves begin to tremble and he sits down, “if Flash is dead, then it’s just me and Crash Course left. Two out of eight…”
>He sits quietly for a moment
>You’d comfort him, but you have other responsibilities
>You take a quick head count
>Your entire group is alive, though Silver will probably be unable to do much anytime soon, assuming she survives, which she should
>As for Roughshod, only the unicorn and pegasus archers are still standing, the rest either confirmed dead or missing with the exception of the dying Flash and the earth pony that was left in Conjunction Junction the week before
>Doing a quick count of settlers you find three of the six volunteers that helped hold the line are missing, with one confirmed dead by a witness
>Many of the settlers sob, especially the foals and lovers of the missing volunteers
>One mare, the boisterous turn coat from earlier shakily gets to her hooves and stomps her way to you
>”You!” she shouts, “you did this! We could have surrendered and just returned home, but you killed him!”
>The mare tries to slap you but you instinctively dodge
>”All this because of her!”
>The mare spins and points to Fleur
>”You and your stupid project! You said we’d be safe! But you marched us into a trap!”
>You prepare to grab the mare with your magic but her advance is stopped by her husband
>She tries to fight him off but he manages to pull her back
>”Murderers!”
>Several other ponies mumble agreements, one stallion even echoing the mare’s accusation but otherwise everyone simply sits, exhausted and scared
>Hollow wobbles to her hooves
>She walks to the now blocked entryway and looks at the rubble before walking up to you and whispering in your ear
>”I don’t think we can undig ourselves. We can move towards the river, but…”
>For the first time you can think of since you’ve met her, there’s a thick layer of fear in her voice
>You jump at the sound of a loud thud behind you as Soul slams a hoof down on the stone table, his golden magic fading as he finishes casting another advanced healing spell on Flash
“Soul?”
>The stallion doesn’t answer, but Barrel shakes his head and lets go of the blood soaked bandages on Flash’s chest
>”What are your orders, sir?” your old friend asks
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