His center of mass couldn’t make up for his hundred of pounds that were tilting forward over the void, and that led to the nasty consequence of dragging the rest of his body along for the ride. It didn’t take long for the Ursa to start rolling down the rocky edge and pass right under Twilight and the guards, roaring louder than thunder. And for a fraction of a second? All three caught a glimpse of his expression. It screamed: “I’ll get you next time, you miserable little ponies!” This whole sequence wouldn't have been out of place in one of Spike's corny comic books.