Lucky Break felt herself lifted up into the air. She fought against the current with pure instinct, instinct her mother had trained in her through many hours of diligent practice. There was light again, more than Celestia had hit her with—yet this time, it didn’t burn. It poured into her, filling every tissue, every cell. Her mind stretched—for an immeasurable instant of time, she felt the ring as though it were herself. Every meter of soil, every drop of ocean and every city on its surface.