Unbeknownst to the ponies throughout Equestria, a true monster was being created. Deep in a cave far, far away from the limits of pony exploration, somewhere in which ponies go to die, an evil Alicorn with the blackest, coldest heart was swirling in her own power. Waiting, was she. She was waiting. Waiting. For the right time to strike. She was near invincible. No arrow could pierce her cold body, no bullet could dense her steel. For this evil Alicorn, this truly evil Queen of death, was as if she was made of titanium. Titanium steel.