Flurry Heart’s voice was a pale ghost of itself. She sounded like the pony Olivia remembered arriving in Othar for the first time, after being forced to watch the end of the universe again and again. Like all her time to heal had been undone. “Listen to them,” she said quietly. “Celestia is dead. Luna and Cadance and I aren’t coming to save you. W-we…” She burst into tears, but Tempest nudged her with a knee and she kept going. “We have surrendered to the true king of the world. If you don’t, you’ll suffer like I did.”