He was just about to question his host before they stopped after turning a corner, and he saw the incredibly large and imposing front gate of the castle before him. Handy gawked openly. Indeed, he didn’t think even Canterlot castle’s front doors were this needlessly big. The purple princess seemed to open the damn things effortlessly with her magic. Handy’s fingers flexed around the stone he had been gripping for the past few hours now in his other hand. Ever since learning a thing of two about magic, he suddenly had a newfound appreciation for magical telekinetic shenanigans than before. He mentally made note of that and what that implied for the little pony’s magical strength.