"You've gotta survive that, Rainbow. That's my demand," the eyes said, the voice immediately familiar to Rainbow. She wanted to strike out against the eyes, the voice, she wanted to run, she wanted to just bury herself underground and die... but her body wouldn't respond. Nothing would pull her from that glare, the light of her mission. Nothing would stop the wailing screams of a thousand children in her ears, a horrific banshee's cry as each of them were committed to the superfluous need for rainbows. Nothing would stop her heart from burning under the glares of the seven giants above her, Scootaloo, the other Elements, and Luna, all assembled around her like monoliths.