Chapter 20

Throne Room, Canterlot Castle

Applejack’s ears flattened in equal parts sadness and anger. There was nothing she could do to help her friends. Never before in her entire life did she feel so useless. She did the only thing she could and that was to say goodbye to her good friend Pinkie. She trotted over to the pink mare and wrapped her in a gentle embrace, stroking her mane softly.

“I’m so sorry that ah ain’t of more use sugarcube.”

Pinkie’s normally excitable tone was quiet and subdued. “Applejack, listen to me. You did not fail any of us. Just being here makes you the greatest friend I could ever ask for.”

“Thanks ah needed ta hear that. No matter what happens know that ah love each and every one of ya.”

Pinkie wiped away a few of Applejack’s tears with hoof. “I know but don’t be too sad. You know how I was talking about my friend Zoggy…well you’re going to meet him very soon.”

Before Applejack could protest Pinkie’s apparent insanity, her normally fluffy mane became flat and her coat darkened a few shades from its normal vibrant pink. Her pupils began to shrink as well, looking like pin-pricks. Pinkie spoke in a decidedly more masculine sounding voice that took AJ completely by surprise.

“Oh my I do apologize for greeting you in such a hasty manner, but the situation calls for it.”

“Whu-wu-what in tarnation is goin’ on?”

“It seems you did not believe dear old Pinkie. She did tell you about me, didn’t she?”

“Well…she might’ve mentioned ya once or twice but ah thought you were her imaginary friend or somthin’.”

“I assure you that I am quite real. I only show up during the direst of circumstances. The name’s Zog by the way, extra-dimensional gentleman extraordinaire at your service!”

Applejack offered her hoof. “Uhmm…nice ta meet ya ah guess. What exactly do ya plan on doin’?”

“Why the answer is simple, I distract the power-hungry tyrant over there and you go get help.”

“How do ya figure that sugarcube?”

“Well I can transform, use magic, make physics my bitch…ex cetera. You get the idea.”

With a bright pink flash Zog transformed Pinkie’s body in an instant. Her coat glowed like a tacky neon sign hung in front of a restaurant. Pinkie’s mane and tail turned into pink flames, while her eyes became blue orbs of light.

“Land sakes, what the hay is goin’ on?”

“Pinkie and I share her body. It’s a long story but suffice to say I can only maintain this transformation for a short period of time. It consumes a lot of energy and if I stay like this for too long she might die. Mortal bodies are always so fragile…ugh.”

“You meant ta tell me that you can hold him off all by yerself?”

“Yes, now I would advise that you get as far away from here as possible. Oh and I should mention that I’ll try and be as careful as I can with Pinkie’s body.”

Applejack bit her lip. “Alright ah can tell ya ain’t lyin’ but just…be careful.”

Zog winked. “Right-o now run along let old Zoggy take care of his royal crankiness.”

“What’s this? I had no idea the pink one harbored another being. Are prepared to face me? I certainly hope so, I could use some entertainment.”

Zog cracked his neck. “It’s been centuries since I last transformed, but I’m not here to amuse you. I’m afraid if you want to fight we’re going to have to settle this like gentle beings.”

“Ha! Very well then, name your terms dimension-ling.”

“My terms are simple really. We fight in the dimension of my choosing, after all we can’t have you destroying your new kingdom it would upset all of your new subjects.”

“As you wish, let us begin then.”

Zog’s hooves glowed neon pink as he ripped open a hole in the space/time flow. On the other side of the hole was an entirely different world where large chunks of rock were floating around in a black void. He clapped his hooves and both of the ponies were sucked into the space. Zog sat on a large craggy rock floating above the rest with a grin on his face.

“I picked a rather scenic dimension don’t you think? It’s absolutely lovely this time of year.”

Frostmere chuckled mirthlessly. “A pocket dimension eh? I figured as much. You wanted to buy as much time for your comrades as possible. Why mere seconds in here could be hours in Equestria.”

“Bingo! I should add that while you are correct, I am short on time…one of the many drawbacks to inhabiting a mortal body.”

“I care little for how you got into your strange situation. If you had such great power, then you were blinded by your own foolishness by being bound to mortals.”

Zog sighed. “Yes I made some mistakes in the past. I abused my powers and paid the price for it. Well no more! Pinkie Pie and generations of her family taught me how to appreciate the mortal way of life. I will defend the Equestrians as if they were my kin, especially from the likes of you.”

With a bright pink flash Zog disappeared, mere moments later he stood on another rock ten meters away using his magic to levitate a few floating fragments of rock. With a wave of his hooves he hurtled the debris towards Frostmere who put up a shield spell to deflect them. Frostmere let out a grunt of surprise as he was grabbed by the legs, seemingly out of nowhere and tossed into a jagged outcropping. One of the stalactites on the outcropping pierced his left wing, shooting a bolt of searing pain down his spine.

“It seems I underestimated you dimension bender, a mistake I shall not repeat.”

Zog shrugged. “Well I can break the fourth wall ya know. I thought it was kind of obvious.”

“No matter, I will just simply have to adjust to your…unusual tactics.”

Frostmere concentrated allowing chaos magic to flow through his body. A thin yellow aura surrounded his body as he healed his injuries. With a single thought he teleported behind Zog and performed a spiraling kick to the back, sending the being into a boulder. A sickening crunch echoed across the void as Zog lay in a crumpled heap, his pupil-less blue eyes scrunched in pain. Zog concentrated forming his own pink aura, mending his shattered bones.

“You pack quite a kick, I must say. Lucky for me I can do the same healing trick with my magic.”

Ignoring Zog’s irritating banter, Frostmere summoned several fireballs and hurled them at full speed. Zog deftly dodged several of them, but still managed to get hit on the leg. Shaking off the injury he appeared behind Frostmere to strike, but to his surprise the alicorn anticipated the move and punched him in the snout. Zog once again tried to appear on top of Frostmere and again his efforts were thwarted with a kick to the stomach.

“What in the seven hells is going on? How do you know where I’m coming from?”

Frostmere grinned. “I adjusted the chaos magic so that my body vibrates on the same wavelength as yours. The ability to bend physics to your will is now useless.”

“Grrr damn it this is not good. I thought I could buy more time. Please forgive me Applejack.”

Zog’s body glowed with pink hued power. “Hehe I guess if I can’t out maneuver you, then I’ll just have to blast you to pieces!”

With a thundering crack Zog released a powerful pink energy beam straight at Frostmere. The alicorn’s eyes widened in shock as he tried to dodge it. The width of the beam was far too vast to be avoided altogether. It ripped through Frostmere like a knife going through paper. The heat was so intense it vaporized his lower body and cauterized the wound. His mutilated form hovered in space.

“Finally…got…him. I’ve used…so…much power. Need…to…rest.” Zog croaked with labored breath.

Zog sat on a rock for several minutes trying to gather his strength. Just as he was about to open a portal back to Equestria he heard the telltale pop of teleportation. He turned around and to his horror, there stood Frostmere unscathed. The alicorn grabbed Zog by the throat and hoisted him into the air.

“There’s no way you survived that. I blasted you with my full power. I saw your corpse!”

“I may not be invulnerable Zog, but what I do have is vast amounts of magic flowing in my veins. As long as a single shred of my body remains, I have the ability to regenerate. What a pity, that was quite an impressive attack.”

Frostmere ignited his horn, ripping open a new portal back to Equestria. He stepped through it with Zog firmly in his hooves. They were back in the throne room.

“You have vanquished me…please find it in yourself to spare Pinkie, she has done you no wrong.”

“That much is true, but she still bears the element of laughter. I have a better idea.”

Frostmere enveloped Zog’s body with his magic chanting in an archaic form of zebrine dialect. Zog suddenly started to feel weaker, his vision becoming blurred. He felt lighter somehow, the room beginning to swirl. The sight that greeted him as the room stopped spinning was Pinkie’s unconscious body lying on the floor. What confused him was he could still feel Frostmere’s hooves wrapped around his neck.

“Surprised? I simply separated you from the mare’s body. If anything you should be thanking me. Now, I’m probably going to have to seal you in something so you can’t escape anywhere.”

Frostmere looked around the throne room and found a chunk of broken glass. He cast a spell on it and levitated the chunk near Zog’s face. He began chanting once again and the glass glowed with a neon green hue. When the glass shone at its brightest, Zog was sucked into it.

Frostmere tapped the shard. “Not as intricate as a lamp but it shall do for now. I do hope you find your new accommodation suitable; you’re going to be staying for a very long time.”

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Ballroom, Canterlot Castle

Most of the evening’s festivities were cut short due to several unusual circumstances. First off, both princesses had been missing for over an hour and the guests began to worry that something was wrong. The situation was even more frightening due to the sun suddenly coming back into the sky and taking on an eerie blue shade. The castle guards did their best to calm the crowd, but some ponies were beginning to panic. Iron let out a melancholy sigh while sipping a glass of peach schnapps. He had naïvely hoped against all odds that this kind of trouble wouldn’t follow him to Equestria. Just as he was about to take another swig of his drink, Applejack came barreling towards him at full gallop. Iron was knocked to the floor by a frantic tackle hug. He was surprised to see his marefriend with tears in her eyes.

“Thank Celestia yer alright Iron! Ah thought I’d never see ya again. It was awful…if we don’t stop him soon he’s gonna plunge Equestria into a new dark age.”

Iron rubbed AJ’s mane. “Applejack, I’m glad to see you too but do you mind slowing down a bit? Try starting from the beginning and take a deep breath.”

Applejack blushed. “Oh right sorry sugarcube. What ah meant ta say was there’s some kind of crazed unicorn who stole Princess Celestia’s powers. He petrified everypony but Pinkie and I and…she was tryin’ ta hold him off while ah escaped.”

“What of Princess Luna was she defeated as well?”

“Afraid so, as far as ah know I’m the only element left standin’.”

“I see so I assume that Princ…”

Iron was interrupted by a bright sapphire burst of magic. There along with the petrified ponies and Princess Celestia was Frostmere I all his alicorn glory. He levitated down to the floor and began to speak in the Canterlot Voice.

“Fear not ponies for I am not here to harm you, so long as you swear fealty to me. Your princesses have been subdued, the elements of harmony defeated. I hereby claim the Equestrian throne as Emperor Frostmere the First. Any who oppose my rule shall be eradicated swiftly.”

Many of the ponies in the room looked on in confusion. Some relieved themselves upon the floor in pure terror, while others saw opportunity. One of Princess Celestia’s guards trotted over to Frostmere. He immediately noticed a white coated, pink maned earth pony chained to the wall next to the alicorn. He grit his teeth noticing the distinct cutie mark the mare had. It was Celestia.

“I don’t know who you are but you have no right to claim the throne. You treat our princess as if she were but a mere dog. I will never swear allegiance to an Emperor who treats his subjects like chattel.”

Frostmere grinned. “What a wonderful display of loyalty. It is truly a pity that I have to kill you, such bravery and commitment is rare.”

Frostmere levitated the guard into his hoof and began to drain the life out of the poor stallion. His pained cries could be heard throughout the entire ballroom. Many of the ponies looked away in disgust except for a brave few. Celestia openly wept onto the floor.

“Let this be a lesson to the rest of you how dare oppose me. Know that I did not enjoy killing this stallion, he showed courage. Now should I assume that the rest of you aren’t feeling quite so brave?”

A very frightened looking Applebloom ran up to her sister, wrapping her in a tight embrace. Applejack stoked her mane softly, trying to calm her younger sibling. It took her several moments to regain her composure.

“Applejack I’m scared what’s goin’ on? Where’s Emerald? Ah haven’t seen him since he went ta talk with Princess Celestia.”

“Now Applebloom what I’m about ta say, ya probably won’t like, but listen anyway. That alicorn ya see over there he’s Emerald. His real name is Frostmere and he used changeling magic ta disguise himself. I’m sorry sugarcube but he tricked all of us.”

Applebloom was devastated her voice barely a whisper. “What…that can’t be him. That ain’t the colt ah knew. He saved mah life…it can’t be.”

Before she could console her sister, Applejack was levitated in front of Frostmere. The alicorn’s draconic eyes bored into her soul as he stared at her. Frostmere teleported over to a balcony so that everypony in the room could see what he was about to do.

“I can see the defiance in your eyes. I did not wish this fate upon you or your friends but I had to do, the elements are far too dangerous to be left unchecked. While magically you pose little threat to me, you are still potent symbols of the old regime. The last thing I need is for ponies to rebel during my reign. I will make your petrification quick that is the small mercy I can grant you.”

Frostmere tossed Applejack to the ground and quickly encased the mare in stone. Even as a statue Applejack looked defiant to her last breath, a testament to her courage. Iron slumped to the floor far too shocked to even react. He simply stared straight ahead as Applebloom ran into his arms wailing like banshee. Iron looked down at the filly and allowed her to bury her face in his coat, stroking her on the back.

“Let it all out little one. I know it hurts but you must remain strong for your sister.”

Applebloom looked up at Frostmere, he expected to see pure hatred in her eyes but instead saw sadness mixed with disappointment. She spoke with in a ragged breath.

“Why did ya do it Emerald? Ah thought you were better than that, ah thought ya cared.”

“Applebloom…at one time I did. Long before you were born I had a family. I sacrificed many things to protect them, but in the end it wasn’t enough. Princess Celestia, in her arrogance, decided to ignore my warnings about the oncoming conflict that threatened the kingdom. In the end my family paid the price. I took the throne so that nopony else has to suffer what I went through.”

“How can ya say that? Just surrender and give the princess her power back, I’m sure she can forgive ya. Please…can’t we just go back ta how it was before?”

Frostmere shook his head. “It’s too late for that; I’ve come too far to stop now. I treasured your friendship while it lasted…you were like the daughter I never met.”

Iron slammed his hoof on a table. “You bastard…not only did you take Applejack away from me, you manipulated an innocent filly! Creatures like you disgust me, always twisting others to further their own selfish goals. I will resist, I will fight. I don’t even care if I die, never will I bow to you!”

The inside of the ballroom resonated with power, the smell of ozone permeating the air. Iron’s body crackled with sparks of silver electricity while his mane flowed freely. Each of the Mane six’s bodies glowed while he began to slowly walk towards Frostmere. Each piece of their enchanted jewelry floated over to Iron and they began to swirl around them.

Slowly, one by one, the jewels absorbed into Iron’s body, once the element of magic became absorbed he levitated several meters off the ground. In front of him appeared a pendant bearing a strange symbol. It was a shield crossed by two swords and in the middle was his cutie mark. As soon as he took the pendant it shrouded him in brilliant silver light.

Iron reappeared, decked out in a full suite of silver armor, a picture of each element adorning the breast plate. In the middle was the shield with crossed swords.

Applebloom had cuddled next to Celestia both for comfort and safety. Celestia nuzzled the distraught filly, wiping some her tears away. She stared at Iron’s dramatic transformation in awe, not believing what she saw.

“It cannot be…”

“What the hay is goin’ on princess, why does Iron look like that?”

“He looks like that because he has been chosen. I never thought I’d see this come to pass.”

“What do ya mean chosen, I’m confused…”

“Quite simply, he is the last element. An element I thought lost to the ages.”

“But that’s impossible there’s only six.”

“Originally there were seven. The final element, the element of power, was last used when I was but a mere filly.”

“How long ago was that yer highness?”

“It was thousands of years ago my little pony. The elements were originally created as weapons of mass destruction to destroy Equestria’s enemies. The element of power was meant to serve as the conduit for the remaining elements, to form the ultimate weapon. It was banished from this realm because of its immense power.”

“Ah don’t get it…how can that be true? If the elements weren’t complete, then how did mah sister defeat Discord and Nightmare Moon?”

“The element of magic can act as a substitute conduit; however the elements were not at full power when they were used against my sister and Discord. That is likely why they were not killed outright.”

“Why does Iron have the element of power?”

“The element only shows itself to those who are worthy of wielding it, as for how it came to be is a story that began thousands of years ago…”

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10,000 years ago: the fortress of El-Almane, Saddle Arabia

A stallion garbed in a cream colored cloak and niqāb paced within the cramped war room. The arid climate in the Great Northern Desert of Saddle Arabia was difficult to bear for a pony such as himself, who was used to the temperate weather of Equestria. Around the stallion were a few unicorns and pegasai wearing similar clothing as himself, in order to protect themselves from the harsh desert. A large black coated Saddle Arabian stallion stood across from him, pointing out positions on a large map rolled out onto a large oak table.

The Saddle Arabian Stallion spoke in a deep baritone. “We cannot hope to hold out much longer, your highness! The queen’s army approaches ever closer, the fortress will surely fall within a week’s time.”

The cloaked stallion removed his niqāb, revealing a white coat and a fiery orange mane highlighted with pink streaks. Atop his head was an elongated, spiraled horn. “Please I beg of you Qibla, have patience. The mages should have the weapons ready within a few days.”

Qibla snorted. “You ponies always put so much faith in your magic. Any stallion worth his salt lives and dies by the sword! At least you have the rocks to resist that witch who claims all in her name alone.”

The cloaked stallion rubbed his temples. “My mother is a tyrant, I couldn’t allow her to make all of the creatures on this world suffer under her reign. She would have made your people slaves!”

“Yes I know this your highness. That is why we stand as brothers against the vile one. The diamond dog clans have also sworn fealty to your cause. I still can’t believe the minotaurs and griffons could be so blind as to join forces with the vile one, it is blasphemy!”

A leather armored pegasus guard whispered into the cloaked stallion’s ear. “Excuse me your highness but your daughter and wife have arrived. Should I send them a message that you are busy?”

“No, that won’t be necessary. I think we all could use a break from this war council anyway. Everyone take an hour to rest, eat or do whatever you see fit to relax. We shall continue the council after that. Go in peace my brothers.”

The cloaked stallion made his way down two flights of stairs to the living quarters. It was a large communal area with a dome at the top to allow light into the building and a small decorative fountain in the middle. The walls were adorned with the beautiful hoof writings of Saddle Arabian poets, mostly in gold and turquoise trim. On one of the floor cushions sat a navy blue pegasus mare. Her mane and tail were a pleasant shade of aquamarine, her eyes were magenta. Upon her flank was a cutie mark depicting a full moon shrouded by several clouds. She immediately ran to the stallion, grabbed him by the mane and the two shared a deep kiss.

“Thank the creator! I’ve missed you so much Helios!” cried the pegasus mare.

“It has been far too long my sweet Selene.”

Amidst all the commotion a little white coated alicorn filly with a pink mane trotted over to see what was going on. Upon seeing the cloaked stallion she squealed with joy, attacking him with a fierce tackle hug.

“Daddy I missed you soooo much!”

Helios laughed ruffling the filly’s mane. “How’s my little sunflower doing?”

“It’s been really lonely without you daddy. Mommy was really sad, but everything’s better now that you’re here!”

Selene giggled. “She’s been a handful dear, such an energetic filly. She takes after her father no doubt.”

Helios gave the filly a stern look. “Now Celestia you haven’t been giving your mother a hard time have you?”

Celestia’s eyes began to water. “I-I please don’t be mad daddy. We move around so much that I don’t have time to make many friends and mommy’s guards are no fun to play with.”

Helios gave his daughter a hug. “Don’t worry I’m just kidding. I know this has been hard on the both of you but I assure you that the weapons are almost ready, then we can end this wretched war.”

“How long will it take dear?”

Helios rubbed his chin. “The mages say they will be ready within a few days. Hopefully the fortress will hold until then. Certainly mother won’t expect it…at least I hope so. You have to understand Selene I’m doing this so that you two can live in a more peaceful world.”

Selene nuzzled Helios’s neck. “I know, I want what’s best for Celestia too. It’s just so hard not seeing you for months at a time and…sometimes I don’t even want to think what would happen if you died.”

Helios heard a knock at the door. A unicorn stallion clad in gold armor stepped in. He gave a quick bow and pulled the prince aside. “Sorry to interrupt milord, but the mages say that the weapons have been completed.”

“Excellent news, inform our allies. Sorry my love but I’m going to need to adjourn a new war council.”

Six ponies, a diamond dog and Qibla stood around a large ebony table with a map laid across it. Prince Helios banged his hoof on the table to get their attention. He dug out seven amulets from a saddle bag and splayed them across the table.

“Comrades I have some wonderful news. My courier informed me that the mages have completed our ultimate weapons. I present you with the elements of harmony!”

Qibla stared at the amulets in disbelief. “What is the meaning of this? You ask my men to give you time, bought with blood for a bunch of trinkets!?”

A tall black coated diamond dog spoke as well. “We help ponies, only to have ponies make pretty baubles? Razortooth mad at ponies, ponies lie!”

“Please everyone I assure that these are not mere trinkets. They are magically enchanted jewels meant to harness enough power to defeat my mother and her armies. I’m going to give six of these to my trusted generals assembled here today. As for the seventh, I shall be taking it as it difficult to control for non-alicorns.”

Qibla rolled his eyes. “I still don’t trust your vaunted magic, but I suppose I have no other choice.”

“Good now that we all agree, I’ll explain how they work. I have seven elements: honesty, laughter, magic, generosity, kindness, loyalty, and power. These elements are represented by my generals and they also stand for everything a proper kingdom should have. They are in short, the very antithesis of what my mother brings to bear. While each element is powerful in its own right, together they form the ultimate weapon. I intend to destroy my mother with this power.”

As soon as Helios was done talking a set of horns sounded. Soldiers in the room began to scramble. A Saddle Arabian mare dressed in steel armor burst into the room.

“Lord Qibla! Queen Lamia’s forces approach from the north.”

“That witch she barely gives us time to prepare. Very well, tell everyone to assume positions. Prince Helios I hope you and your ponies are ready to fight.”

“Don’t worry my friend just stick to the plan and I’ll rid Equestria of my mother forever.”

Helios, his generals and Qibla stood on top of the highest wall of the fortress. About a kilometer away they saw a mighty army of minotaurs, griffons and changelings marching towards their position. In front of the army flew a large, female alicorn. Her coat was blood red, her mane and tail a shiny viridian. Two translucent insectoid wings sprouted from her back, a long curved horn atop her head. She scanned the battlefield with her glowing golden eyes, never betraying any outward emotions. A cutie mark depicting two crossed sickles with an eye in the center adorned her flank. Queen Lamia gently landed in front of the fortress, bellowing in the Canterlot voice.

“If it isn’t my prodigal son and his merry cohorts. Stop this foolishness at once! I have already beaten you out of Equestria, you are desperate and in retreat. Your pitiful band of rebels cannot hope to destroy me.”

Rather than say anything at all, Helios ripped off his cloak and waved his pearly white plot towards the queen. Lamia growled in frustration taking flight once again.

“You ignorant foal, if you choose death then so be it!”

Qibla drew his scimitar. “Forward my brothers kill the witch queen!”

The gates of the fortress burst open as the Saddle Arabian cavalry charged forward, steel armor gleaming in the desert sun, swords drawn. Behind them were unicorn archers who lobbed magical projectiles and arrows towards the enemy lines. Earthpony spearmen charged from the sides trying to flank Lamia’s army.

The two armies clashed moments later, kicking up a large cloud of dust, mimicking a sandstorm. After about two hours the rebel forces were beginning to lose ground as they were pushed back to the fortress. A group of minotaurs followed by the queen herself bashed open the gates. Changeling and griffon soldiers poured into the compound slaughtering any creatures in their way.

A bloodied and limping Qibla made his way over to Prince Helios. “Hahaha those demons have yet to kill me. I shall continue to fight until my dying breath. Although I am afraid this battle is lost my friend.”

“Do not despair Qibla, I know how to corner my mother. She grows bolder and will try to attack my position herself. When she does this, I will unleash my weapons upon her.”

Queen Lamia hovered above Qibla grinning manically. She charged him at full speed, goring him in the chest with her curved horn. The alicorn then callously tossed him aside as she strode closer to her son.

“NO QIBLA!!”

Helios cradled his dying in his hooves. “Damn it Qibla don’t die on me! We’re so close to victory.”

Qibla coughed. “Do…not…concern yourself with me. Her death is all…that…matters. I have met a warrior’s end. It is a good…death.”

Trembling with rage Helios’s body glowed with a silvery aura. Each of his six general’s amulets too glowed with the colors of the rainbow. They all faced their prince and fed him magical energy as the beams poured into his body. In a brilliant flash, his entire body was sheathed in shining silver armor emblazoned with the symbols of the elements. Helios summoned a large ethereal claymore into his hooves, pointing it at his mother.

“I will end you. For my family, for my friends and for Equestria!”

Lamia looked on in horror as her son split the ground beneath her, revealing a rocky burning wasteland. He had opened a portal to Tartarus itself.

“For your crimes against pony kind I hereby sentence you to be banished to the very deepest pits of Tartarus. May you repent for eternity.”

Helios threw the claymore straight at Lamia’s chest. She screamed while plummeting into the vast crevasse created by her son’s magic. Helios then used his magic to seal the portal with a thunderous roar. Summoning his strength, he shot a beam of silver light into the clouds above. A gigantic bolt of lightning struck the queen’s army, vaporizing them instantly. Once that was done, he fell to the ground and the rest of his generals collapsed in exhaustion. Before losing consciousness himself he uttered a few words.

“Peace at last.”