"What a... friend you have made..." Said Copper containing the pressure in his guts.

"Yeah, and I thought our interrogators were sadistic, but... she..." Dark Sigil felt a chill running down her spine, with the image of the dungeon stuck in her head.

"I know by experience." Mane commented without concerns, which disturbed the cult's leaders. "I actually got captured by her when I found her. You think that scene was bad? You didn't want to see her place back then. It was weeks of cleaning with pauses only to eat and sleep!"

They all looked at Pinkamena sleeping on a bed with her limbs strapped to It to avoid nasty surprises. The "Cupcake Killer" quieted down moments before the servants arrived, and she had fainted on the floor. Allowing them to carry her quietly to a bathtub where the female servants cleaned her and her new clothes, and Copper suggested to chain her to the bed until she would wake up.

"What do we do now?" Sigil asked.

"We wait..." Mane answered with a sigh.

"She's the only one with the info." Copper pointed at her. "Is she able to remember everything after she went crazy mood?"

"Yeah. That's why I had faith on her."

"W-what do you mean?" Copper was confused.

"What do you see here." Mane pointed at Pinkamena as well. "Is the fruit of a magic induced mentality change. Before I changed her. She was being controlled by her own demon. How did I know, you may ask. Well, before she had chance of killing me, her other self acted some times, showing guilt and regret of her actions. And most surprising, even during a fight, she had a inner battle with herself until... I paralyzed her."

"But if you changed her, what the hell happened in the dungeon?" Sigil questioned, trying to make sense of all that.

"Well... I dived in her mind, and I finished her demon for sure. But I saw her as a potential recruit to help me because of her skills and planning methods. So I gave her good self part of her evil self's powers."

"It did not create any instability?"

"Look at her." Mane stepped out of their way to let them see the pink mare sleeping. "Do you see her trying to escape and kill us? It's the evidence she has full control of herself now."

"That's amazing..." Said Copper surprised. "Where did you learn that, and why didn't do It with other criminals."

"I memorized part of the Royal Library in Canterlot's Palace, from the forbidden section. Until... I got caught and I was kicked out forever." Mane whispered in contention, rolling his eyes. "The reason I didn't do anypony else, was because I could see in their eyes and words they had no regrets of their actions."

Sigil and Copper looked at Pinkamena again, this time more relieved after hearing Mane's words and explanations.

"You could tell Inked Quill about these spells!" Sigil sounded enthusiastic. "Imagine what our unicorns could do!"

"Sorry to disappoint you, but I can't. Besides, I'm just a normal guy, not a teacher."

"But..."

"Dark Sigil. Like I said..." Mane putted his hands on her shoulders. "I memorized this from the forbidden section in the Royal Library, and I only tried this once... on her.So teaching It is out of question and things could go wrong. And I know... the world would be a better place, but there must be balance between good and bad... "Good" wouldn't make sense without "bad". That's what makes us what we are... our choices between these two completely different routes. Take me for example, I'm a relative to an evil character in a global scale, but I decided to take the different road... because I'm not like him..."

The cyan mare listened carefully what Sombra's nephew had to say, and she tookIt directly to her heart. Copper as well, hearing all of It and taking pride he choosed to keep being a soldier after his torments as a soldier in Sombra's army, but this time with his own choices for the good of his friends.

"You really are something..." Sigil said happy with the lesson.

"I know..."

"Also, about Pinkamena."

"What is It?"

"She had a nickname, right?"

"Yea, Cupcake Killer."

As soon Mane said the name, a jar full of water flew at his head, shattering It in thousands of pieces and leaving a bump in his head. Sigil screamed and Copper grabbed his swords in high alert. They looked back and Pinkamena was completely free from her chains, kneeling on the bed posing the way she threw the jug.

"Argh!" Mane complained, holding the back of his head. "HOW!? How did you escape?!"

"I had a bobby pin all this time hidden in my hands, retard." She said furiously. "While you were telling all that story, none of you payed attention to me lock picking the lockers."

"Where did you get It?" Shouted Sigil, taking cover behind Copper.

"I grabbed from one of the servants when they carried me..."

"So It was all a fake?!" Mane asked angrily.

"Yea..." She showed her tongue at him in a childish way.

"I must admit, girl! You keep impressing me..." His answer impressed Pinkamena, and she couldn't decide if she should be proud or confused.

After a while, she stood up, already on her new clothes and walked of the corridor.

"Come on! I guess I have things to tell you! You wanna hear It or not?" She invited them with a gesture.

"She would be one hell of an assassin or spy..." Sigil whispered to Copper behind him.

"I guess that's her job, Sigil..." He whispered back.

They walked out, and a group of cult nurses got surprised in seeing Pinkamena on her hoofs walking out like nothing, followed by Mane, Sigil and Copper. After leaving the division, they all headed to the strategy room with a ma of the city, eventually something else came to Mane's mind. He stopped, excused and walked in a complete different direction.

"Where are you going?" Sigil asked him. "My office is that way."

"I have a thing I wanna talk with Quill."

"But what about the plan?"

"Pinka will tell me everything, don't worry." Mane looked at herat the distance. "Won't you?"

"No problem, Shaker..!" She waved while going down a corridor, without looking at him.

Sigil shrugged to Copper and they catch up Pinkamena.
Mane continued his path to the scribe's office, where Inked Quill along with two apprentices were organizing files. The grumpy old colt looked at him.

"What are you doing here?" He asked in a despicable way.

"I wanna talk with you about something."

"I'm busy, can't you see?"

"It's important."

"Nope..."

Quill walked away to another part in the room, and one of the apprentices bumped Mane.

"We all know he can be ungrateful most of times." Said the younger colt. "But he would go to the other corner of the world to help you. Try to approach him more... politely... You know, he's from another generation."

"Thanks man..." Mane said to the apprentice and walked away to chase Quill.

He found him looking at files and old maps with a magnifying glass, in his office at the lights of old candles. The place was full of dust and cobwebs, with books and more files organized, and some maps filling empty spaces on the walls, and window to the big room.
Mane faked a cough to get his attention, but he didn't take his eyes out of the map.

"Mr Quill?" He called.

"What?"

"So... um... what are looking at?"

"A map! Are you blind?"

"I see that, but what are you looking for?"

"Ohhh... a huge treasure..." He chanted in his raspy voice.

"What kind of treasure?"

"King Sombra's armor..." He looked at Mane with a smile in his wrinkled face. "An armor made of the toughest steel ever crafted by the Empire's smiths, decorated with obsidian and rubies in the chest, and his symbol of a black crystal made of smoked quartz and silver..."

"Sounds tempting."

"It is... even though none of us could use It... It was made only for him and his strength. Any soldier of this place would be crushed by the armor's weight..."

"If nopony can use, why do you want It?"

"GAH! You ignorant youngster!" Quill threw the magnifying glass at him, but failed completely. "Have you ever been in a museum?!"

"Yes, only two times. I know what you mean. But where is It?"

"That's the catch! We searched anywhere It could be..." Quill leaned over the map, inviting Mane to take a look too. "We searched the graveyard... the statues... the public museums, even under houses we had suspicions, but we came back empty handed. Hell! We even pillaged the Royal Crystal saf-"

"One of the biggest heists in Equestria." Mane interrupted. "Dark Sigil told me. I slept in Sombra's own bed last nig-" His mouth was shut by a slap in the back of his head, right on the bump created by Pinkamena and the jug of water. Making Mane grab the back of his head in pain.

"Eh... so tough looking, and can't stand a slap of an old colt..." Quill pointed at him with a trembling finger. "And don't you dare interrupt me again! When the elder ones speak, the young ones stay shut!"

"I'm sorry... please continue."

"Anyway... we have no idea where It could be. Now, you came here for a reason, so don't waste my time anymore!"

"I want to ask you if you could teach me any of Sombra's magic skills."

Inked Quill looked at him with serious expression. He slowly walked to the door in his office and closed It shut, making sure nopony else was listening, and Mane stood in the same spot looking at him. Quill went back to his desk and sat on the chair, and joined his hands, resting his head against them.

"No." He replied.

"Wha-what?"

"Are you deaf again? I said no."

"Come on! Why?"

"Because like you said! It's forbidden!" The grumpy elder unicorn looked at him with disgust.

"I never said that!" Mane complained.

"Oh yes you did!" Quill pointed at him again. "Just like the forbidden magic you know is completely prohibited!"

Shaker looked at him with suspicion. He was not in the infirmary with them at the time, how could he know?

"I know what you're thinking." Quill attacked. "I have ears all over this place! I'm also the tutor of our spies, surprise!"

"Okay, listen..." Mane tried again. "I'm just trying to help things around here. Including ending the gun smuggling in the Crystal Empire!"

"I repeat, and I'll repeat the times I'll need!" Quill stood up with his hands on the desk, leaning towards Mane. "That magic is forbidden! You got lucky in knowing that... personality change spell. But you can't try your luck here! Even less with me! GET THIS IN YOUR HEAD! NO! IS! NO!"

His breath made Mane nauseous for a moment, making him step back from the Quill. He walked out with his head down in defeat, and he opened the door, but Quill had something to say.

"Hey, Mane."

"What is It?" He asked annoyed.

"Even if I could... we don't have any register of Sombra's magic capabilities! Hahahaha!"

Quill laughed and coughed at the same time, taking pride in mocking Mane even more.

"Hey, old geezer!"

"Haha... what?" He finished laughing.

"I don't even wanted to learn anyway! I just did this to piss of your sack!"

"WHY YOU..!!!"

Quill turned slightly red of rage, grabbed an heavy book with his magic and threw It with all the strength he had in his magic capabilities, and Mane closed the door before he It could It him, echoing a huge bang in the place.
He walked down the five steps and left the scribe's room, taking more stairs down to the complex and headed to Sigil's office.

"I know It's bad lying, but I couldn't leave the last laugh for him..."