User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2016/@comment-5837525-20161115043022

(A unicorn's magic aura removes Parlys' hoof from Eroma's chest. A short distance behind, a laugh can be heard.)

Sombra: ...Hehehehehe...

Orbit: Sombra?

Sombra: ...I understand now why Shining Armor and Princess Cadance chose me for this task. Parlys. Humor me for but a moment. You speak of obligation and ingratitude. That the individual to which you've given life must show absolute fealty for your mere doing so. I've known a race of people with that same world view. Those to which I owe my own existence. I'm sure you know to whom I refer. Those very same people...

(Sombra opens his eyes and glares straight at Parlys, pupils once green now blood red with sickly green sclera and emitting a menacing purple mist.)

Sombra: ...are guilty of countless atrocities and responsible for nearly plunging Equestria into a dark age. Do you deny that your "greatness" and "utmost generosity" are no different than those of the abominable umbrum?

(Briefly taking cover from the ponies firing upon, Star-Lord loads his Quad Blasters with electric stun shells and leaps out toward the side, propelled by his jet boots. While remaining in motion, he returns fire at the armed guards.)

(Once the awkwardness subsides, Freeheart claps her hooves for Ray.)

Freeheart: You looked great up there, Ray! I'm so happy for you!