With a swift, seven-second swipe of the death ray, you sliced clean through the mountaintop just below the entire city of Canterlot, with the beam packing enough power to carve clean through the stone and shoot out the other side of the mountain, the beam vaporizing the stormclouds it came into contact with. The mountaintop began to sag and half-crumple onto the cut-out side at the halfway mark, and by the time you’d completed slashing the majestic landmark, the entire tip had begun the thunderous, unimaginably destructive process of sliding straight towards you, aided by gravity on account of the upwards angle you had cut at.