The battle against King Sombra was dark, violent, and never-ending. It had been going on for almost two years now, every pegasus, unicorn, and earth pony fighting against the darkness. Most were injured. Some were killed. But everypony had to do their job. No matter how hopeless it seemed. The ponies of Equestria would never back down.
It was almost like the opposing side kept growing every minute. Once they defeated a group, another one replaced them in a constant cycle. Unfortunately, Equestria was running out of ponies that could fight. The weaker they got, the stronger Sombra got. The war was slowly, but surely, winding to an end. And King Sombra was winning.
And now it has come to that faithful day. The final battle. Equestria only had around one hundred ponies in their army by now. Sombra's had at least ten times that. Both armies lined up, facing each other, waiting for their leaders' comand. Beads of sweat rolled down the faces of the ponies fighting for freedom. Masks covered the faces of the ponies fighting for King Sombra. They, of course, we're not fighting because they chose to. They were being mind controlled through the helmets, every last one of the Crystal Empire citizens.
Then both armies charged. Hooves flailed. Weapons clanged. Blood splattered. The scene unfolded in the ruins of Ponyville. What used to be a quaint and friendly town had now become a bloody battlefield. Equestria was losing fast.
