You narrowly dodge a purple laser beam fired up at you, the blast turning your impromptu mouthwash to steam a split second after you’d spat it out. And from off to the side, you see Pinkie and Rarity finally catching up, flying as fast as their non-pegasus levitation will allow and opening fire with their respective flavours of projectiles as they enter the forest. As you swoop down to the forest to break line of sight, you spare a glance over at the distant Canterlot to see what they did to save the city.