The Hunter of Celestia and the Beast of Magnolia

In that moment I whipped out two twin guns from their holsters on my hip and cartwheeled to the right. The place where I had been was warped and red hot. It looked as if the fabric of time and space had been slashed.. Only fading streaks indicated it had ever been there.
I knew I had to get out.. and fast. I immediately drew glyphs in the celesti language that spelled, "Portal" and hopped through. I looked back and saw something raven black swishing in the wind... long silky tendrils of raven hair...