“You’d already be dead if I hadn’t slowed you down,” Discord countered, though his voice sounded less amused. Like a small boy who had been caught before he could leave frogs in his sister’s bedroom. “Well, not you, you. That you.” He pointed at the adult version of James Irwin, who was at that moment still frozen in her restraints. She hadn’t looked back, hadn’t so much as twitched. Lucky guessed that whatever seemed to be holding the world was holding her as well. “And it’s true, I wasn’t able to do anything for the other one. She might be the first death Equestria has had in… well, ever. A tragedy. If Celestia knew, I don’t know how she’d live with herself. I just can’t wait to tell her!”