As the mare leader starts hacking away like a madmare shouting things like "Don't. You. Ever. Grab. Me/ Again." and some words that just aren't part of a christian imageboard
You backhoof the Solar Corruption into unconcious submission before delivering the final blow to the heart of the High Priest.
The mass withers away, stinking like rotting corpses.
It seems the crowd has been slaughtered as well, partly by your group and partly by the tentacles.
As for your group only 2 remain of the original 15 who want with you and the mare.
The mare breathes heavily, slowly putting her axe back again.
She shakes her head. "Tirekians….they should all be exterminated."
She looks defiantly at the Giant Statue of Tirek, loaded with sacrificial gemstones, plants and a few pony hearts.>>479850>>479846
Where did she go?
You look around.
Oh shit, she didn't go away, she was looking at the box from a vantage point, clearly expecting somepony to open it.>>479858
"Endless forms specific for each pony.
The broad categories are Friendship, Affection, Romance and the purest, Unconditional love.">>479872
"I doubt it. I know what's in there and that it hasn't opened in millenia, so if what I seek isn't in there. There's only one pony who could have gotten it.
The donkey comes back with another dodacehedron, pretty much identical to yours.
"…I couldn't find any others…"
The Prophet looks at him and than at you.
"Have you seen anything like this by any chance?