As Ebonshield cocked a proud eyebrow at her young students, the batpony priestess’ amber eyes went wide, and her jaw hung open. "You defeated all these in a direct confrontation? At more than two-to-one odds?" Gaping, she shook her head. "...This fight will long be remembered in the annals of your Temple, Stellar Seven. I'm sure that your Master Draxon would have saluted you, if he were still with us."