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The Thousand Mustang's Ruby Rubikorn stood there and stomped her hooves in frustration as the spell was lost and it exploded in the chambers. Her wings fluttered in the wind outside of her purple and pink power armor. Ruby's staff clattered to the ground, as the dust settled and her long thin horn ceased to glow. Dusty Stangs sat there, his power armor all that was left of him holding together his soul. He knew it was hollow, his champion sorceress knew it was hollow. Yet they one day hoped to be hole again. The sealed armor let out a snort as it picked up the staff and walked to Rubikorn's feet. He knelt before her. If anything he was loyal, loyal to the core, loyal to the point that he had died hundreds of times trying to accomplish their goals. Whether they be for chaos or for harmony.

Ruby Rubikorn blew the magical essence that was her mane out of her face and took the staff into her hoof. She let out a huff of pure anger and nodded to him. “By Celestia's Ass! Once again, I fail to see the exact future course we are upon. Why? Why has there been so much interference? I demand answers of Twilight and she remains silent or worse yet MOCKS ME!” Dusty Stangs raised his head slightly and in that moment the area the spell had been grew dark. The light in the steel clad room was seemingly swallowed. Rubikorn spread her wings and let her automated cannons. The two battle mounted friendship ending pattern guns came up to aim from her flanks. One chain bolter the three barrels slowly whirling and one heavy flamer with a roar of flame on it's tip coming to life. The long since stained with corruption terminator armor glowed to life with unnatural magics. Runes in various shapes of twilight's cutie mark glowed creating circles and spirals within themselves. Her horn glowed while the staff in her hooves erupted in light as Ruby stood to her hind legs.

“Who dares?” Dusty Stangs demanded has he took his power sword into his hoof and his shoulder mounted melta gun glowed with red power next to his helmet face. He was prepared to melt a banehoof into ash but held back. His hoof clanged onto the ground and drug the heavy horse shoe back with a shriek of metal on metal, echoing a challenge.

A voice echoed through the room not with power or intimidation, just pure ice upon their flanks. The cutie marks of the heretical ponies crawled, even this voice could manage to touch their long dead souls and ignite a fire that should have been squelched out. Their souls themselves felt like they were being pulled apart. Then it stopped as that flame echoed with one word, “Hope”. The voice said only two words that caused all of this to transpire: “Nothing Challenges......” The voice was unfamiliar. It wasn't their Primarch turned Chaos Goddess. It was something else, a threat had been issued and a challenge had been sent. These were Ruby's thoughts while the sentence was incomplete and the voice never finished. It held there on the last syllable for an eternity and a half. Then stopped, everything stopped. Even Rubikorn's cold dead heart, stopped.

Ruby felt herself being pulled into the abyss then the flame in her soul reignited her heart as she fired the spell from her horn to neutralize the vision and she felt the warmth return; a warmth that the mare had only felt when she had been in service to the two sisters. Before the enthronement of the brightest in the galaxy. She felt it, the warmth, the love, the embrace of her creator. Ruby looked to Dusty and then to the various rubineigh hooves. They returned the gaze from their eternal watch over their alicorn master. The time had come for something astounding and astonishing to happen or absolutely disastrous. There could no longer be the uneasy half-truce half-war between chaos's factions and harmony. Pinkamenia had declared; it was now only war, only destruction, and only one would survive this end to the Equestrian Galaxy.

Dusty Stang rose slowly from his fighting position, “And all that is dust shall be made whole and all that is whole shall become the dust........” His sentence wasn't finished but he spoke no more, the rubineigh knew what he had to say.