A midnight blue alicorn slowly walked down the tunnels beneath Atlanta, Georgia. The points of starlight in her vaporous mane lighting the halls as her hooves slowly clopped. The Lunar Princess could feel a disturbance to her left, a distinctly different feel from the rest of the magic scarred tunnels, even if the area looked like the rest of the tunnels. A slight shifting of her magic and lines of energy became visible; a small bundle appeared at the side of the tunnel.
“Mr. Smith.” Luna quietly spoke, talking more for herself than the human. “You cannot rest yet. You will be needed for what is to come.” She spoke ominously as she removed the human’s covere and placed it over her back. She then picked up the human and placed her on top of the blanket, some of her magic was drained as it came into contact with the duster, but it was barely noticeable to a fully grown alicorn. “But it is returning. And if we want to beat it, we must act quickly. Let us retrieve the guard and my protégé and begin our preparations.”