You asses that threat your former opponent poses. She really didn’t want to fight you anyway so it’s very low. Getting off of her you locate your sword.
 
“Hey kid, I think this is our opening. If we want to get out of here, I think it’s best that we leave now.”
 
“I think you’re right Ms. Nadine.”
 
She knows your name… That’s right, the cart! Remembering this young filly sparks something in your mind. It’s… Like you remember something happening here. something bad. A flood of sharp pain first pierces your belly, followed by a migraine. You hold your head as you feel something warm run down your nose.
 
“Are you alright?”
 
“Yes, of course. I’m a survivor. I’ve always been…” You pick up your sword as the filly does the same. “What was your name again?”
 
“Sunny Days.”
 
That’s right. She told you on the cart.
 
It may be a good Idea to bring this filly with you. An ally would be nice, and just leaving her here seems wrong. Of course she may slow you down if she gets hurt, and if you bring her with you, you know that your conscious won’t let you leave her for dead of it become convenient.
 
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