"Move, and she dies.”
Chrysalis’s icy tongue spat.
Sunset Shimmer yawned.
“And then?”
“What?”
Her grip on the blade, wielded against an unconscious Starlight, slightly wavered.
“I've found your weakness at last.”.
“And what is that?”
There’s no way she-
A red aura casually opened the door.
Fear rippled through the queen’ s eyes.
There stood the entirety of her hive, lined up outside, in Ponyville’s streets.
Literally.
She sensed every single one.
They possessed thick sticks and mean looks.
Chrysalis dropped the blade, crumbling to her knees. Sunset took the weapon and casting a binding spell.
“How…..”
“How what?” Sunset earnestly asked, already writing her friendship report.
“In one day, they’ve betrayed me!” Chrysalis wailed.
“Oh, that? Easy.”
Chrysalis simply froze, eyes twitching. As the changelings began to drag her away, Sunset answered the unspoken question.
“Turns out low taxes and brothel love are effective, intertwined incentives for rebellion.”