It was a long twelve years after the fall of the Steel realm, and Sierra is finally ready. Determined, she wears her enchanted armor with pride, a gift from Celestia herself. She now stands before the boarder in the realm of Stone, the legion of light behind her. Her eyes probe the darkness, trying to make out shapes within the abyss before her. An inkling of fear creeps into her mind, but she quickly dismisses it. She must do this for the realms.
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