Dreamweaver
One Thousand Club
Luna rubbed tiredly at her eyes and slowly shook her head at Celestia's words. "No, I do not need to rest. Let's explore the rest of this place and return to Canterlot." She said while standing up, and then taking off into the air. "And... maybe fly. In case there's any more nice disappearing floors in this damned place."
Luna was obviously shaken from that experience, Celestia could see it clearly. Luna had, after all, passed out. Rarely if ever did Luna pass out from pain, not from stab wounds or slashes, not from bludgeoning damage, not even from child birth. But that had definitely hurt her. Even compared to Celestia's current burn wounds, it must have made those seem like child's play.
As they flew off down the hall, they encountered no danger. Soon enough they were in front of the massive iron door which led to the armory.
Luna was obviously shaken from that experience, Celestia could see it clearly. Luna had, after all, passed out. Rarely if ever did Luna pass out from pain, not from stab wounds or slashes, not from bludgeoning damage, not even from child birth. But that had definitely hurt her. Even compared to Celestia's current burn wounds, it must have made those seem like child's play.
As they flew off down the hall, they encountered no danger. Soon enough they were in front of the massive iron door which led to the armory.