Artemis suddenly found herself as part of a ring encircling Sword. He paced back and forth, his head high. “Stallions, mares,” he said. “We’ve come a long way. We have a duty to Equestria. And we will not stop until that duty is fulfilled. Two necromancers, dead or incapacitated. And if we can’t kill them, we’ll make those snivelling scumbags wish they were dead! Am I right?”