" Lyra, let go of the lamp." "No. I won't do it." "Oh, come on Lyra, just give it here." " I said I DON'T WANT TO!" A beam of read energy shot out of Lyra's horn, encompassing an unsuspecting civilian who was reverted to stone. By now, Steel had grown tired of This back and forth, and decided to act. "Lyra, you have to drop it before it kills you. It's pure dark magic. Sure, it makes you powerful, but look at what it has done to you. You've turned eleven ponies to stone and you don't even care! So what do you say, will we do this the easy way or the hard way?" Lyra fired a bolt completely disintegrating the tree steel was hiding behind. "The hard way it is." Steel quickly pulled out a pen, which fired out an inkblot that covered Lyra's entire face. When her vision cleared, both Steel and the lamp were gone.
Steel took the lamp to the fountain in the center of town, and then jumped in, revealing a secret panel. He slid down the hole, eventually landing home. He looked through the shelves, eventually coming across a perfect spot to put the lamp. Shelf B57. "HEY STEEL!" a voice called from across the storage unit. "Did the operation go smoothly?" "Well, not exactly. I had to use the pen, but it all worked out. No need to worry, crash." He said to the pony. "What are you doing up this early, crash? It's almost 1:00." "Well, I was looking through the shelves when I noticed some things missing in the intelligence section." "Things missing? Like what?" "There was an old whiteboard, some pencils, and a ruler. Hopefully they're not too dangerous."
