Help the slaver

Why would you help the slaver?

You do not know. But this is what you want. Perhaps part of you wants to become a pony. Even more so than your other side is fearing it. All that matters is that you made your decision.

You kick out the slave's leg, expectant of the owner's victory. But instead, what you see is that both of them stop fighting, their faces engulfed in a grin once the slave managed to get up from the ground.