In a way, he was right. Though Olivia didn’t think there were any slaves aboard. So far as she knew, the only pony to ever board this vessel was his right-hand mare Tempest Shadow and the stasis-frozen corpse of Princess Luna. “Guess so.” She opened her eyes, rose back to full height, and looked around. The surface of the Stormbreaker wasn’t smooth here as it was on the inside, but littered with mechanical bumps and protrusions. It was like standing on a rocky hillside, except that the hillside was hanging in the sky and glowing with dull red light.