They do not scatter easily, these courageous horses that by all rights are instinctively afraid. The boggart wonders how much of it can be called bravery and how much stupidity.

The rain and the dark does little to dampen their spirits, enhancing the anger of the already rampaging boggart. Is there nothing that these creatures feel digging in their chests with cold dread? The girlish wailing of d'Artagnan as he boils in the acidic downpour brings the boggart a great delight, displayed easily in the spread of its icy teeth, the lightning relenting as it grows briefly joyful and feeds on the despair. Dismal eyes shift to watch Osiris as he grapples with himself.

It needs more though, so much more. These creatures must be reduced to whimpering dogs! The boggart needs to look harder, it thinks. The cloud begins to sink, teeth nearly ready to eat the ground, but bit by bit it is torn apart by these animals. The clouds vanish as they are struck, a paper cut to the roaming storm that so can easily make more.

Abruptly however, the boggart is shrieking in raw agony.

Flame erupts from the throat of the small dragon, so pitch in color it had gone unnoticed against the dark backdrop of the unfurling thunderhead. The fire startled the boggart, and the pain of the fire licking and sizzling at the cloud reminds it all too well of the past adventure in the throat, but it's the spit of searing flame against its eyes that has the creature of darkness reeling backwards. Its quiet mouth splits into the scream of a hundred shrieking rabbits as its rain dries, as though evaporated by the flame, and the light of day begins to break through the dissolving clouds.

Valentine's horn slices against the lowered boggart's shoulder, but already wailing in despair it seems an unnoticed blow compared to the prior. Nadira's attack, so early on, was intercepted by her cloud and perished. Osiris's bite to himself causes the fear to struggle and bleed, but it melts into shadows now as the boggart writhes.

For a heartbeat everything is gone. The rain, the lightning, the dark, the acid, the Osiris, the cloud chargers. It would seem a defeat, but celebrate not too early, because the vengeance runs deeper than that. I a blaze of fury the boggart returns as a flame lunging from the heart, running along to spread and burn any that are near, to rap and wreathe in fire. Each individual is faced with their own perilous hoop of death, each on wearing a visible face that grins with a devious mania.

To Valentine the flame laughs loud and clear, as the unicorn will begin to feel discomfort in his gastrointestinal tract. It will be a tightness that is all together unpleasant, as he will find himself with a sudden urge to defecate, but unable to find his release as he is now constipated.

Meanwhile Levi, who Vermillion faces, has turned a rich shade of pink.

Then for Crowley, he'll notice that as he runs the ground begins to crumble and fall away into darkness, a chasm suddenly erupting and growing more rapidly than the horse can run. It threatens to swallow him up, the fire running along either side with a greedy grin while he is locked in his private hell.


[all attacks were taken, exception being Nadira's attack to the main Boggart as it was too high, so her cloud horse took it instead.
-- All cloud horses were hit and vanished.
-- Osiris was bitten by Osiris and began to bleed and struggle.
-- Boggart was burned in eyes by Comadre and flipped out, causes all its effects to cease and eventually stop.
-- Boggart was hit in shoulder by Valentine before vanishing.

-- Sent out fire to each horse to encircle them.
-- Is giving Valentine his fear of constipation.
-- Is giving Vermillion his fear of pink by turning Levi the color (only Vermillion would see it).
-- Is giving Crowley his fear by making it seem the ground is crumbling away beneath him (only he would see it).

There is no main boggart atm, consider each flame with its face an extension of him.]