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// The Sombra campaign, later 
// Story: What If 
// by elPossenreisser 
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Half a day after the refugee trek had crossed the border to Griffonia the remnants of the Equestrian army finally caught up. The border was guarded by big formations of Griffons who checked everypony who came through, and disarmed the Equestrian soldiers before letting them continue on to the refugee camp right across the border. Applejack strained her eyes trying to catch a glimpse of that familiar rainbow-hued mane.

When even the last stragglers had arrived in camp, Applejack decided to take a closer look at the newcomers. Maybe somepony had seen her.

She encountered a pegasus with a broken wing who had belonged to the same company. He didn’t lose many words in describing the short aerial battle with Sombra’s forces, which had but completely routed the Equestrian air force.

Of course he knew her. He had even seen her in battle—the most decorated young officer of the Equestrian forces taking out Sombra’s soldiers left and right, an inspiration to everypony around her.

Despite her best efforts the Equestrians were forced to flee, a lot of them being cut down by their pursuers. He hadn’t seen her fall, but she hadn’t been among the retreating remnants either.