Armifera gritted her teeth as she soared through the sky- she had seen the brilliant beam of light lance down from the sky, smiting whatever lay beneath it into oblivion.

“Someone’s pissed off somepony, based on that.” She had said to no one on particular, seeing how the only pony who’d so far made an impression on her had been away. 

She’d also meant to fly there straight away- anything that provoked that response demanded investigation… and hopefully slaying.

She of course, hadn’t accounted for the mortals. Who despite their best attempts had failed to keep her from making off in the direction of Old Hoof, or at least that was what one of the guards had told her. Summer Winds flew near her, the mare more or less silent as they traveled, save for a few questions here or there, “So, why are we flying as fast as I can to an unremarkable town near Cloudsdale?”

“Somepony made a big boom, presumably because something there was either atrocious or annoying enough that one of my siblings decided whatever it was need not exist anymore.” She answered simply. 

“I see.” Replied Summer, before asking another question, “Do you know who it was?”

“Ah, no, sorry. No magical telepathic abilities here I’m afraid, I have no idea who it was.” She said without turning her head, “Though, chances are it probably wouldn’t be Sweeper.” She chuckled to herself, before raising an eyebrow as the land on the horizon turned black and charred, leading into a large crater with rubble and barely intact buildings strewn about. “Oh look, we’re here.” She observed dryly.

The mare behind her looked down with a, “That was fast.” before gasping in surprise at the utter devastation below them, “Sweet Celestia…” she gulped.

Armifera smirked back at her before diving down, magic loosening her swords in their scabbards should they be needed, “Eh, Celestia can be quite grumpy, believe it or not.”

Swooping down on the ruins, Armifera raised an eyebrow as she noticed several figures by the crater that she’d failed to spot from up high, angling her flight to land closer to them. Three figures aqua, grey, and sandy brown in color caught her eye in particular, especially considering their possession of both wings and horn. She said sneakily to Summer behind her, “Crouch down low, they might not have noticed us yet.”

Summer looked concerned as she heard her, “Should we be hiding?” She asked, crouching down all the same, made slightly difficult by her hoplite armor.

Armifera grinned, “Nah, but it’s fun to surprise the others, even if I tend to give myself away by clanking loudly.” She inched her way along the ground, drawing up behind the burned out husk of a building, evesdropping on the conversation. 

And promptly wished she’d waved off the sight of arcane obliteration as Thea, it was definitely Thea, leaned into Arcon. 

“By my blades!” She hissed to herself, “Not again!” as Thea drew away from Arcon, Armifera sidled out from her eavesdropping spot, strutting forward with a half grin half smirk on her face, calling jovially over, “Salutations brother and sisters! Is Thea being Thea again?”

(Trying to get back into things with this, hopefully the next post will be an actual post and not a paragraph. Sorry for dropping out like that)