The Final Confrontation

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Armed with the Scrambler, the group returned to Iron Mask’s factory. As they slipped inside, the clanking of mechanical hooves echoed through the dark corridors. Twilight stayed close to Percy, her horn ready to cast defensive spells at a moment’s notice.

The moment they reached the heart of the factory, Iron Mask appeared, flanked by rows of armed constructs.

"You should’ve joined me, de Rolo," he said with a sneer. "Now you’ll watch as I rebuild this world."

Percy ignored the taunt, his focus on the Scrambler. “Twilight, now!”

Twilight’s horn flared, activating the device. A pulse of energy rippled outward, and one by one, Iron Mask’s machines sputtered and collapsed. Sparks flew, and gears clattered to the ground.

"No!" Iron Mask roared, lunging toward them—but Rainbow Dash intercepted him with a well-timed tackle.

Percy stood over Iron Mask, his expression grim. “You can’t build a better world with fear.” He glanced at Twilight. “It’s time we showed him what real strength looks like.”

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