Golden Writ smiled. While things had been a tad rough in that conflict, nopony had died and the pony queen was tending to the wounded with Nightshade.
Meanwhile, the captives were being led to the surface by Nighteyes and Snare (long after the stingtails filtered out, of course) and Tapper was demolishing the last of the inert golems.
The pony queen had asked to meet with herd leaders. Before attending to that, though… Walking up to the dias, Writ eyed the large bell Grogar had left behind.
For the first time in weeks, Writ would partake of its soothing ichor.