"Finally, Equestria is mine!!!" Chrysalis triumphantly shouts. Spike, mourning over the defeat of his friends, didn't react as the swarm surrounded them.
Stopping behind Spike, Chrysalis admired her sadistic handiwork. "Twilight, you need to get up," Spike pleaded. His spirit plummeted with each unsuccessful attempt to rouse the unicorn. A sharp gasp soon escaped his lips as he noticed the weak twitching of her eye. Determined to buy her whatever time he could Spike stood to face their aggressor.
After having his arm telekinetically snapped by Chrysalis. Spike was lobbed several feet behind Twilight. Racked with pain, Spike could only watch as Chrysalis charged her horn. Despair, mixed with a familiar sensation, drowned his mind. What started as a meek plea morphed into a thundering roar.
The changelings scattered as an enormous claw swiped at them. "Leave my friends alone," Spike roared before expelling a plume of fire at Chrysalis.