I... hesitate to release this, given its... well, unsavory origins. Suffice to say, it was recorded with great sacrifice... ~ Professor Search
Novell Light.
That name brings me no end of annoyance. At every turn, this pathetic pegasus without even an idea of who he is got in my way. How can one little pony do so much to disrupt my plans? How does he do it?
How?
An answer that annoys me greatly. He relies on his friends. That’s something I can’t ignore now. I thought my power was enough to stop any fools getting in my way, but apparently these little ponies know something I don’t. Like wolves, they are, working together to bring me down.
Who’s the prey, here, again?
Ah, but now I’ve done something they couldn’t have suspected. Something that should destroy their petty bonds of friendship. Distance is the only way. Separate them. Force them to work alone.
I’ve split their blasted team in two.
It should give me enough time to set up more defenses. I won’t be fooled this time. I won’t be distracted. My goal is simple and one I’ve practiced longer than any being living on this planet. War’s embrace will sweep the planet. Species set against species.
But first I need my powers back.
Not so easily done. Once again, the ponies stand in my way. They sent my powers far from each other, gathered in orbs and jewels that give the holders just a hint of what lies inside. The Griffon’s orb fell easily, but the Hippogryphs’ was not so easily taken. First I needed a Hippogryph to give it to me.
I am not used to asking and wheedling.
But once again, the ponies got in my way. My errant thought ripped my prize from me, absorbing my powers, mine, into his body. I can still feel the rage seething through me. Seeing another use my powers against me…
Well, it was interesting.
Now all that remains are the Dragons and the Camels. Which do I choose? Ah, but an easy decision. The Warden will never allow me near her, for she knows who I am. She will bring the full brunt of her race against me if I were to go after her directly.
However, there are other ways to get what I want.
Friendship… perhaps I should rely on another. If it works for the ponies, why not for me? I just need a minion, someone to do what I cannot in the dragon’s ancient land. Who, though? A thought would just betray me as the previous has.
Oh.
This will do nicely.