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// Zeit 
// Story: Book 1 - The Behemoth came to Canterlot 
// by Equimorto 
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Twilight heard the soft sound of hoofsteps approaching behind her, hard to mask against the crystal floor for as quietly as one tried to walk. She looked up, at the reflection in the wall in front of her on an angled facet of the wall above the window, to see who it was. "Are they dead?" she asked, without turning.
The mare stopped, looked up at her own reflection and at Twilight's eyes staring at her from the other end of it, then shook her head. "Just badly hurt," she said. "Both wings broken, they won't be flying soon." She tilted her head from side to side, swaying and bobbing on her legs in the opposite directions, frowning slightly as she tried to remember something. "Oh, and they have a bomb attached to them."
Twilight went back to focusing on the table in front of her and its contents, the scrolls and parchment covered in inked formulae so tiny and so dense they looked like weirdly fancy stains from afar. "Is it visible from outside, too?" she asked.
"A little," she said. "If you know to look for it, and you know what it is. Won't be too much of a problem."
"I am glad to have your assistance in this." Twilight took a scroll in her magic, bringing it close to her face to read it more clearly. "I'm afraid they'll have to wait things out and let the wings heal normally."
"It's also a tracker, right?" the pegasus asked. "Otherwise you'd have him remove it."
"Exactly. Half the reason she even put it there, most likely. If she really wanted to she could have given it a countdown and forced us to, or made their conditions worse. I think it's more of a warning, and a way to not get them involved. Awfully nice of her all things considered."
"Will they keep it forever?"
Twilight set the scroll down, and began to write on a new one. "Maybe. Hopefully not, just for a while. You'll all just have to remember about it and be careful, if it happens. It shouldn't be a problem."
"Understood. I'll be sure to tell them about it." The mare leaned to the side to get a look at what Twilight was writing and reading. She was surprised when Twilight suddenly turned back to her.
"Here." The alicorn held forward a wrapped up scroll in her magic. "Bring this to Lyra, here in Ponyville. You're free to go talk to them afterwards, but be back in time for when things will start."
The grey mare took the scroll in her wing, and saluted with the other. Then she was gone. Twilight looked a while longer through the air she'd been occupying, then turned to her desk again. Nothing unexpected, not the end of things yet. It was interesting to see which pieces the other was choosing to limit, which she was leaving free. None that would really matter, for her. Hopefully she'd be wrong.