My temper is worn thin. This war has yet to begin and already it is going unfavorably. The borders are still clear; either they have been frightened away from what they thought was an easy conquest or they are already inside Equestria’s borders.
I despise waiting. When one does not shape events around them they are shaped by them and this is doubly true for a nation. Cerberus has left his post. It was only for a short while but the denizens of Tartarus are not so foolish as to let this opportunity pass.
There are enemies, powerful and more ancient than Equestria itself, that Celestia and I must account for. The underworld is not a place for mortals. Celestia’s guard insists on accompanying us but if protection was needed they would be far outmatched. Their place is to guard Equestria, this Celestia and I must do alone.
-L