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Rainbow Dash and the Noble Jury continue to fly east.

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It's All According To the Plan

Inside the Tarkington, King Lunarius' jaw hung low beneath a shocked expression. He exchanged stupified glances with Queen Azira. Together, the two stood on teetering limbs besides Zetta and the Tarkington's communications array.

“Wh-why... that's preposterous!” The King's nostrils flared as he leaned forward. “The Queen and I have experienced some fantastical nonsense, but what you're proclaiming is—without a doubt—the most absolute ridiculous—”

“With all due respect, Your Highness, I didn't inform you of this to get your approval,” Rainbow Dash's voice said. “I am telling you... this is how things are. Ebon Mane knows what he's witnessed. He's tapped into the very mind of the Soul Sentries and he knows who's controlling them.”

“And just how is this 'Ebon Mane' capable of such a feat?!” Lunarius asked.

“...because he is a changeling himself,” Rainbow said.

Several crew members of the Tarkington exchanged wild glances. Arcshod shifted uneasily while Seclorum did a double-take. Phoenix and Crimson exchanged blinking expressions. Meanwhile, Josho silently leaned forward and rested a hoof on Eagle's shoulder.

Rainbow's voice continued. “For all we know, he's the only offspring of Chrysalis located within central Val Roa. I don't think the changeling queen expected one of her own kind to show up here of all places. Because of this, he was able to exploit the one chink in her armor. Now we have the drop on her.”

“And does she suspect a thing?” Queen Azira asked. “Does she know what you've discovered?”

“I don't believe so,” Rainbow Dash's voice said. “Her minions have completely lost track of—”


“—Kera and Prince Eine, even with all of the Soul Sentries on her side!”

Bellesmith, Pilate, Props, and Zaid huddled inside the engineering room of the Noble Jury, listening intently to the communications array.

Rainbow's voice continued. “My friends and I came here to Val Roa in order to put an end to Chrysalis' plans, and we've just now started to make her trip. Now that we've ruined her march, we just gotta lay the hammer down.”

“Rainbow, this is Pilate,” the zebra spoke up. “Just how exactly do we intend to do this?”

“We gotta round up all the suspects,” Rainbow said.

“In what way?” Belle asked.

“Chancellor Fishberry's called an emergency assembly of the High Council tomorrow morning. You can't very well have a coronation when there's no Prince to... erm.... coronate. She's gotta play face, and all of Val Roa will be watching. It will be the perfect opportunity to ruin everything that Chrysalis has worked to accomplish.”

“Uhhhh... aren't you forgetting something, Miss Awesomesauce?” Zaid asked.

“We've got a bunch of death-hugging goblins flying this way!” Props exclaimed. “You said all of Val Roa will be watching at the High Council?! Well the Cartel wants to make the High Council go boom!

Rainbow's voice lingered slightly. At last, she spoke up. “The goblins can't be allowed to wreak chaos and destruction across the Capital. Exposing Chrysalis' plot is supremely important, but there'll be no point in enlightening King Lunarius' and Queen Azira's subjects if they're all dead.”

“And just what can be done to stop them?!” Zaid exclaimed. “We're talking about one... two... maybe even three hulking battleships! I never thought the number 'three' could be so dayum unsexy, but there you have it!”

“And Uncky Prowsy's ship is so far away!” Props added. “Right now, the Noble Jury is the only thing standing between the Cartel and Val Roa!”

“Yes, Props,” Rainbow's voice gravely said. “I know.”

Zaid and Props paled.

Pilate's ears drooped on either side of his metal head. He took a deep breath and tilted his face towards Belle.

Belle swallowed a lump down her throat and said, “I'm not sure we're physically capable, Rainbow Dash. Even if... even if we gave our all.”

“I'm well aware of that, Belle. That's why I don't want you to try and eliminate them.”

Belle blinked. “Huh?”

“You just need to keep them away from Val Roa... just long enough for us to eliminate Chrysalis and her control over the Soul Sentries. Once the elite reindeer guards are all freed from her possession, then the capital should have the defenses it needs to ward off the goblin attack.”

“A distraction, then?” Pilate said.

“Right. Totally.”

“For how long?” Zaid asked, blinking. “We could become toast three times over while waiting for you to do your Han Soloats thang.”

“I wish I could say, Zaid. No matter how many ways we shake this, we're dealing with a battle on two fronts.”

“Yeah! Heheh...” Zaid went cockeyed. “Only our front has the most incendiary rounds involved!”

“Zaid...” Belle sighed.

“But wait!” Props perked up, smiling. “Roarke's sneaking her way onto the goblin battleships as we speak! For all we know, she's probably taken one... two... or even all three of those big hulking things out by her smexy lonesome!”

“If that was the case, why haven't we heard back from her?” Pilate asked.

“Huh? She's doing what?!

Both Zaid and Props winced. “Wuh oh...”

“Rainbow Dash...” Belle sniffled, leaning closer towards the communications array. “I... I am so dreadfully sorry that we haven't told you. Things have been going by so swiftly and every chance we've had to talk has been curtailed by one thing or another—”

“What's going on, Ding Dong? Where's Roarke?

Belle opened her mouth, but hesitated. She felt a reassuring hoof on her shoulder. Shuddering, she leaned over to nuzzle Pilate, then said: “She snuck aboard a single goblin battleship over a day ago, Rainbow Dash. The last we heard from her via soundstone, she was planning a heroic raid on the other two vessels as they launched from Cartel headquarters to the south. She... did not make the situation sound very promising for an escape.”

Silence.

“I'm so sorry, Rainbow Dash,” Belle said. “I feel like I've failed you as a friend. But, with Roarke, there's never... there was never any convincing her otherwise. I'm so very sorry...”

More silence.

The Noble Jurists shifted anxiously where they stood.

Then, at last: “I'm sure we'll be hearing from her soon enough.”

Belle did a double-take. “Rainbow...?!” She gulped. “Did you not hear me? I said that Roarke went on a perilous mission to sabotage the battleships!”

“Oh, I totally heard you, girl.”

“And you know Roarke!” Belle blinked, eyes glossy. “There's very little chance that she will have—”

“You're right, Belle. I do know Roarke. That's why I have every faith that we will be hearing from her soon enough.”

“But... b-but...”

“Don't beat yourself up for not telling me. I understand. Seriously, I do. But I didn't fall in love with that mare because she had a fetish for expiration dates. Or else, if that is the case, then she's been lying to me all this time about the ear-nibbling thing.”

Props giggled while Zaid smirked.

Belle exhaled, smiling awkwardly. “Very well, Rainbow Dash. I... w-won't lose faith either.”

“Don't lose sleep either. Tomorrow morning, everything is—”


“—going to come down to the wire,” Rainbow's voice crackled through the speakers. “And for this to work, we're going to need everypony in their places.”

“And just where do you fancy us bein', lass?” Prowse asked, leaning his good limbs against a bent bulkhead. “What I wouldn't give to blast some goblins out of the sky!”

“From what I hear, you pretty much have a friggin' army on board that flying sausage of yours!”

“Yes!” Seclorum nodded with a smirk. “And, in addition to that, we have a bunch of ponies who aren't Arcshod and his two warrior buddies!”

The three Xonans exchanged blinking expressions. “Mulien trenna dren vemeel?”

“Dreit.” Arcshod nodded.

“Hah hah hah hah...” The two soldiers grinned at the communications array. “Saka vrem theel...”

“Great,” Rainbow said. “We're gonna need them, Crimson, and any other battle-hardened hoof on the ground! With what Ebon and I have planned, there's no telling just when or how the Soul Sentries might go haywire.”

Eagle Eye blinked. “You mean we might actually have to battle those guys?!”

“For a little while, yeah. Sorry, EE.”

Eagle Eye grimaced. “...I think I prefer the electro-death-eels.”

“Close your eyes and listen to the mana explosions,” Josho said, cracking his neck joints. “We've been through it all before.”

“Yeah, I guess.”

Rainbow continued. “Once everypony is on place in the ground, then Prowse can lend the Noble Jury all the assistance necessary to—”

Just then, the mana console flickered and flashed brightly, accompanied by an obnoxious buzzing sound.

“The bloody Hell is that?!” Prowse cackled. “The ghost of Aatxe?”

“Don't even joke, ya scrawny blood turd,” Seclorum grumbled.

Basso shuffled up behind Zetta. “What is it, Z? Another signal?”

“Seems to be bouncing piggyback over Rainbow's soundstone enchantment,” Zetta said, fussing with the controls. “I think someone's trying to contact her, not us.”

“You getting any of that, Jury?” Crimson asked.

“Yes!” Bellesmith's voice crackled. “Props' array is picking it up too!”

Phoenix glanced aside at the others. “Who in Spark's name could it be?”

“Somepony who doesn't believe in busy signals,” Tweak said, grumbling.

“Roarke!” Booster Spice spoke up from where he lay, his body bandaged in several places. “Perhaps it's Roarke! She could be signaling us finally!”

Josho turned towards him. “You really want her to find out about Whizzball, don't you?”

Booster instantly paled. “Hang up! Hang up!

“Hello?!” Zetta raised an ear-piece to her head, squinting. “Who is this? How'd you get this signal?”

“Scrkkkk... Rainbow Dash?” a female voice gracefully came to life. “Rainbow Dash, are you there?”

Eagle Eye gasped. “The Duchess!”

“Who?” Lucky Strike blinked.

“Arcanista?” Rainbow's voice faded in.

“Rainbow, I seem to have caught you at an awkward time.”

“Arcanista! What's going on?! Where are you?!

“It's quite a lengthy tale. First off, let me ask—are you planning some sort of heroic intervention at the High Council building tomorrow?

Dead silence.

The crew of the Tarkington exchanged nervous glances.

At last, Rainbow's voice murmured: “Who wants to know...?”

Just then, a deep buck's voice crackled over the airwaves. “The General does, if you must ask.”

Azira gasped.

Lunarius' eyes narrowed. “Saikano...”

“Your Majesty. Somehow I am not surprised.”

Lunarius spat. “You will pay for this travesty, you insipid whelp! Putting my own son in danger—”

“Of that, I have no doubt. But first thing's first. You wish to slay this beast?”

Rainbow's voice responded. “We aim to put a stop to Chrysalis, once and for all, yeah...”

“Then allow me to assist you.”

“This can't be for real,” Josho muttered. “The Duchess has got metal screws in her eyeballs by now or something.”

“Arcanista...?” Rainbow's voice began.

“I would listen to him if I were you, Rainbow,” the Duchess' voice said. “We could debate who's real and who isn't all night, but I feel as though we've done enough of that. Time is of the essence. Do you wish to stop the Changeling Queen or not?”

Silence.

“I'm gonna need Ebon to do some fact checking...”

“Mmmm. No doubt. But make it quick, Rainbow. Thanks to the General, I do believe salvation is finally at hoof...”

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