My little pony:Adventure of Seresia

“Hahaha!!! Did you really think I rescued you just because I want to help you ascend to greatness?” Feng Chen’s face lit up with a smug grin as she shed her disguise, revealing a cascade of flowing, elegant hair. “You thought I didn’t see through your little schemes? That hiding the Alicorn Talisman would fool me? You were already under my control from the moment I freed you from the statue! I know every thought in your mind, every move you plan to make.”

Chrysalis’s shock turned to a searing blend of betrayal and rage. Her eyes burned with fury as she realized the depth of the deception. Her hatred for Feng Chen at this moment surpassed even her animosity toward Twilight. She wanted nothing more than to rip Feng Chen to shreds, but any attempt at movement was instantly halted by the magical chains pulling her back into place. It was futile. Feng Chen laughed louder, her gaze flickering with unrestrained delight as she watched Chrysalis and Twilight ensnared within her spell.

“Yes, I know~ I know you won’t believe any of this,” Feng Chen continued, her tone dripping with mockery. “Do you remember those crystals I had you consume? I added some *extra powder*. That’s how I’ve reinforced my control over you! Hahaha!!!” Feng Chen’s arrogance made Chrysalis feel sick. Her teeth ground together as she glared at her captor, wishing her venomous stare could reduce Feng Chen to ash.

“And as for you, my esteemed Princess Twilight,” Feng Chen said, shifting her attention to Twilight with a teasing smirk. “That pendant you’re so fond of? I tampered with it as well.”

“What?!” Twilight’s voice quivered with a mix of fury and disbelief.

“Unlike Chrysalis, I couldn’t control your mind outright,” Feng Chen explained with feigned patience, “but by convincing you to wear it long enough, I could still influence your thoughts and decisions, steering you wherever I pleased.”

“You won't get away with this !!” Twilight shouted, her voice cracking with emotion. Anger and sorrow mingled in her tone as she grappled with the realization that even she had fallen victim to Feng Chen’s manipulation.

“Simple mind control is boring,” Feng Chen said, her smile widening. “It’s far more satisfying to watch somepony make decisions on their own—thinking they’re in control—only to realize later that they were following my instruction all along. The regret, the despair, the panic that comes after? That’s what I enjoy most.”

Twilight and Chrysalis struggled against the magical circle’s grip, desperation etched on their faces, but Feng Chen only chuckled as she continued her taunting monologue.

“I know, I know—I’ll face judgment eventually. Maybe imprisonment, too. But that won’t happen today~” Feng Chen’s voice brimmed with excitement rather than fear.

“Oh, what a glorious moment this is! I wish I could stay longer with you two, but I have other matters to attend to~ Let’s begin, shall we?”

As the magic circle activated, Twilight and Chrysalis felt a powerful force wrenching the magic from their bodies. The pain was excruciating, leaving them gasping silently as their mouths opened involuntarily. A stream of glowing energy, colored to match each of their magical auras, flowed from their mouths into the vessel on the platform. The artifact began to radiate a deep, greenish glow, intensifying as the stream quickened. Feng Chen’s eyes glimmered with greed, and her laughter grew louder and more unhinged.

When the last traces of magic were drained, Twilight and Chrysalis collapsed to the floor, unshackled but utterly weakened. Pain, dizziness, and exhaustion coursed through their bodies, rendering them helpless. They could only watch as Feng Chen sauntered toward the vessel, now brimming with magic, and claimed it triumphantly.

“I would stay and play a little longer but have places to be. Farewell for now, Twilight Sparkle~” Feng Chen leaned down, her grinning face the last thing Twilight saw before darkness overtook her. She was unwilling to accept it—she didn’t want to let Feng Chen escape like this. But her surroundings seemed to grow darker and darker, and everything began to slow down, as though time was grinding to a halt...

When Twilight awoke, sunlight streamed through a window into a clean, orderly room. The brightness stung her eyes, and she blinked several times before her vision adjusted. The surroundings felt unfamiliar yet oddly comforting. Glancing around, she noticed a fruit basket, a tray of cupcakes, and a medical chart by her bedside. Slowly, she realized she was in a hospital.

“You’re awake, Twilight!!!” a familiar voice exclaimed. Spike had just entered the room, his wings fluttering with excitement. He placed a bowl of porridge on the bedside table and rushed to her side. “How are you feeling? Should I call the doctor?”

“I… Did you catch Feng Chen? And Chrysalis?!” Twilight used her hoof to prop herself up, her face etched with exhaustion. She looked at Spike, her eyes filled with hope, yearning to hear some good news from him.

However, Spike’s expression turned awkward, and he hesitated momentarily, unable to utter a single word. Seeing his reaction, Twilight seemed to understand everything. She lowered her gaze to the blanket, her expression sinking into despondency.

“Don’t worry!” Spike said hurriedly, trying to lift her spirits. “We’ll catch them again. But for now, you need to rest. Meng Yu made this porridge for you—try to eat a little.”

Spike set up a small table over Twilight’s lap and placed the warm bowl of porridge on it. The fragrant aroma wafted up, briefly lifting her mood. But as she reached for the spoon, she realized, to her horror, that her hoof couldn’t grasp it.

“My… my magic… My magic is gone!!!” Twilight’s voice broke as tears welled in her eyes, the crushing reality of her situation finally setting in.