You instantly remember that while others were studying friendship, you were studying... the blade!
Turns out, your horn is perfectly equipped for holding small objects in a place you call "Hammerspace". You think it's an alternate dimension where cool items are held? I dunno, you never really got the chance to study it. However, you know enough about it to draw out your trusty blade!
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This blade has been in the family for centuries. It was first created when the first dragon laid waste to a small village in the Badlands, and the ponies within used their horns to create the magic needed for forging. After a lengthy battle, the dragon was defeated, and since then, your family has used the sword to bring peace to all who desire-
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You feel a tap on your shoulder.
You slowly turn around to see the two guards standing right in front of you.
They must have snuck up on you.
While you brought out a sword.
In a public space.
Where anybody could see you.
...
Huh.
Y'know, you reason, maybe if I had hid in a bush this wouldn't have-
Your thoughts stop as you receive a hoof to the face.
FAIL