Pinkamena accompanied Knox back to the Treehouse, where the Pillars of Equestria were trying to fend off an enraged cockatrice.
“All according to plan” Knox said as he pulled an object out of a nearby bush.
“Is that…” asked Pinkamena, “the bewitching bell?”
“Why, yes, my dear. It is.”
He walked up to the Pillars from behind.
“What’s going on here?” he asked, loud enough for the Pillars to hear.
“Stay back!” yelled Somnambula. “It’s too dangerous for civilians here!”
“Oh, really?” he questioned sarcastically. “Well, then it’s a good thing I’m no civilian.”
The pillars looked over at him, very confused. A broad smile spread across his face as that familiar fiery vengeance burned in his eyes.
“I’m the villain.”
He held up the bewitching bell, aimed at the Pillars, and activated it with the spell he’d memorized.
He watched as the powerful magic of the most legendary heroes in Equestria was absorbed into the bell. Rockhoof shrank into a scrawny little pony, Flash Magnus and Somnambula fell from the sky, and even Starswirl fell prone after having all of his magical abilities stripped away from him.