The sand storm raged as Sombra lead Star Swirl, Wa-waush-ka'-ehe, and Puledro down the street and into a slave hovel.
"Mom! Mom! I'm home." Sombra called as the group entered the small living space.
"This is cozy." Wa-waush-ka'-ehe said using his antlers to scratch some of the sad out of his fur as a gray pegasus mare with a brown mane and tale walked into the main room from her work area and is startled to see the room full of other ponies.
"These are my friends, Mom." The young colt explained.
"Aanii!" The deer greeted.
"I'm Star Swirl The bearded." The elder unicorn intoduused himself. "Your son was kind enough to offer us shelter."
"I'm building a crystal droid. You wanna see?" Sombra asked Puledro.
"Sure." He said shruging.
"Come on! I'll show you 2DK!" The unicorn colt said leading him into his room and over to a workbench where a decive droid sat incomplet. "Isn't he great?! He's not finished... yet."
"He looks wonderful!" Puledro said amazed that he was able to build a droid by himself at such a young age.
"You really like him? He's a etiquette droid to help my Mom. Watch!" Sombra said putting a crystal into a slot on the droid.
"Hello, I am A-2DK, Pony Cyborg Relations. How might I serve yo-?" The droid said before malfunctuning and shutting down
"I still have some work to do." He said sadly " Anyway, when the storm is over, I'll show you my racer. I'm building a Chariot racer!"
Meanwhile back on the airship King Emissarius, his two other advisers, Strong Sword, and Clover watched a hologram transmission of a the kings eldest adviser hologram.
"Chaos is running ramped and the death toll is catastrophic...we must bow to their wishes... you must contact me..." The hologram said before disapearing.
"It's a trick. Send no reply... Send no transmission of any kind." Clover said remembering what Star Swirl told her and seeing the kings worried face before leaving to contact her master.
"It sounds like bait to establish a connection trace." Star Swirl said once Clover had relayed the message to him.
"What if it is true and the ponies are dying?" She asked.
"Either way, we're running out of time." The elder unicorn sighed.
