User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Summer 2018 and Beyond/@comment-27161581-20181119055328

The gas mask wearing pony pushes his greasy mane to the side, he grins, and taps his mask with a hoof.

Research: "Myself. It's an airborne muscle depressant, the formula which is company property, and one I reverse engineered from its antidote, which you just so happening to be wearing, or rather, an injection device."

The mad scientist grins, letting Goldfin piece together what he said.

Research: "Subtle isn't it?"

Sylvia perks back up as Force Filly enters the room, quickly curtsying to the slightly larger mare.

Sylvia: "We're going out?!"

Inari turns towards the kirin, her predatory eyes finding the creature's. She impresses her own memory of the drug den into the creature, the bulls who failed to stop her, their deaths at the fangs of the spiders, controlled by Moo Min-Yon, and the Aurroch's own retreat from her.

Inari: "Choose your fate carefully ungulate. Your master does not value it as much as others do."

The memory further emphasizes how she left the creatures alive, while Moo Min-Yon did not.