Velvet using Magic puts a Hellhound to sleep.

“Did you kill it?” I asked, panting hard as Pyrelight swooped into the Sky Bandit through a shattered window, Velvet Remedy galloping up just a pace behind.

The charcoal-coated unicorn tossed herself into the passenger wagon.

I’d arrived just enough ahead of them to yell warning to SteelHooves and Calamity while gulping for breath. (I think what I said amounted to “Aaaah! Hellhound… generators… rifle… Velvet… spell… Go! Go! GO!”) Calamity had barely gotten the harness attached when Velvet had dashed out onto the roof.

Calamity spread his wings and with a firm beat, pulled us off the roof and into the air.

Velvet Remedy cocked her head to me, even as she caught her own breath. “Killed it? Why ever would I do that? I’m not in the habit of killing my patients.”

Blink. “Itwasawhatnow?”

“Anesthetic spell,” she smiled. “The poor thing was clearly in pain.”

I stared at Velvet like she had completely spit her bit.

“Plus, it does have the very helpful side effect of preventing the patient from running around. Very hard to do when you can’t feel your legs.” She smiled cleverly, her eyes twinkling.

Fallout Equestria: Chapter 22