She was holding you back, the voice, no longer sounding like my own thoughts, said. If anything, it now sounded like a particularly malevolent stallion speaking. She, Windshear, the Captain of the Guard, even your weak and worthless Princess… all of them are chains that will weigh you down and prevent you from rising to your rightful place!

So you wouldst give up your dreams for one pony’s ‘friendship’? it mocked. Such things are abstract and unreliable. Fleeting and foalish. Your power is REAL!

I have waited centuries for a suitable host and I will NOT be denied! Not by A MERE FLYER!