Discord ignored her discomfort and struggling, reaching one clawed paw towards the back of the suit, where it kept its inner workings. He seemed to navigate the mechanical bits with ease, pressing one of the tiny switches with clear purpose. Lucky watched, horrified, as a thin wafer like a slice of crystal ejected right into his waiting claws. “Tell me, Stellar Pioneer. How far did you think you would get while still wearing this transponder? Did you plan on leading Celestia right to that little city of yours?”