Now comfortable against a pegasus' charge and a unicorn's projectiles, and with the magic of that unicorn spent and the wings of that pegasus worn out, then came the turn of the Corporal Bound to don soft padded horseshoes and lash out against him, without his shield. Again, he proved himself agile and durable, taking blows and learning quickly to weave his body to avoid or deflect them with his armor. This went on for some time, until the earth pony of considerable fortitude was exhausted, panting, and drenched with white sweat-foam.