((Yeah I know, sorry.))
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Whiplash felt her heart pound hard as the second intercom sounded. It would be impossible to get out of the fight. The mare put a hoof on Crimson, frowning. "We don't have a choice, although it's obvious we're not going to hurt each other," she sighed, trying to find a solution. "Let's go," she said hoarsely, walking towards the arena with her head slumped down. I'm not going to hurt him, I could never bring myself to hurt him, the Pegasus kept thinking, stepping into the arena.