The thoughts continued to race through her mind while another battle erupted within it. The swords were drawn once again by the two version of the unicorn and they were ready to slaughter one another without any form of mercy. One side was to leave the throne while the other wanted to preserve the monarchy she had received. The swords clashed against one another as both of her version knew what was at stake and they didn't dare to speak to the other with the exception of the occasional groan and moan. Cuts were made, blasts were fired, but neither of the two fell down to the ground or got killed by the other.