“Lucky is down there,” Forerunner said helpfully, pointing down the steps. Flurry Heart followed the gesture with her eyes, and sure enough she could see the pony standing along a glass control surface beside a few other important ponies. Qingzhi was there, along with his military advisors and some Equestrian consultants too. Flash Magnus was the only face she recognized. But none of them were looking at Lucky—they watched Qingzhi, and listened with rapt attention to his every word.