It took Sunset Shimmer's trembling hand two tries to hit the disconnect button on her phone's screen; the recipient number and legend Cookie Pusher disappeared. The young woman turned to face the street in front of the high school from which she and her friends recently graduated, just before the summer break now nearing its end. Her shoulders fell back against the stone plinth that, in its opposite face, concealed the magical gateway by which she had returned from another world. She closed her eyes and tried again to master her breathing, still shaken by the glimpse in Princess Twilight's telescope of distant Canterlot burning under a pall of smoke through which strange airships circled.