Gears turned in Lily’s head, and just as quickly as they struggled to crank out the solution, Ebonshield turned around and flapped her wings, leaping towards the closest shadow-figure, an earth pony struggling to bring its short javelin to bear on her flank. Passing clear over the weapon, she thrust her left forehoof forward, and with a 'snik' noise just barely loud enough to hear, the dagger strapped to that limb sliced forward, neatly jabbing right into the creature's throat.