It was good to be on the road again. To be walking this path, to have returned to what felt like where they truly belonged: in the wilds, in the camps, on the untamed road.
During their first day, they encountered bandits, which Sol took out her recent frustrations on. During the second day, Sol heard there was a witch lurking in a swamp near a village, who demanded tribute and terrorized the villagers, and so Sol set out with her siblings to find and destroy this creature. It made the foolish error of challenging her with its dark magic, and Sol took great pleasure in the carnage that followed as Titan and Morgan only watched.
For a week, they traveled aimlessly back and forth in spite of Sol's usual cold focus, as Sol simply reveled in the freedom and the rightness of being able to walk this path. But at the end of their wild week, Sol finally took control of herself, reminding herself of the threat of the Tyrant Wyrm, and that no such wilds would exist any longer if she did not deal with the monsters she direly did not want to.
For she knew that the Tyrant Wyrms were evil, and destroyers, and that every time they stood against them, their dark voices tainted them. She knew that Equestria would treat Veliona like a hero, should the Dark Goddess and her deathless hordes aid in conquering the beasts: the most cunning and cruel of victories for Veliouna would not come with open war, after all, but with acceptance. And Sol simply could not accept that such an evil being would be allowed to live out its days beside her... worse, accepted, more than perhaps she was.
So perhaps for a little while, she did not mind leaving Equestria to flounder, demonstrating that it was she who could solve any problem, defeat any foe, even as the Wyrms returned to ravaging their territories. But she knew she had to save the nation: if not for the ponies, then because her siblings were getting anxious.
Sol knew what had to be done, and she would do it. It would perhaps be done at her own pace, and she would perhaps use the Wyrm's incursion as a method to cull some of the weak and foolish from their ranks, but what was the harm in that? She planned to save every innocent life in Equestria.
There simply weren't that many innocents left.
Was there anything wrong with what she was doing? She didn't think so. It was justified, and she had no place being here, fighting for these ponies, anyway. She was here because of her siblings, and she was here to protect her foolish siblings. She would destroy the Wyrms because yes, she recognized their threat, and she would find a way to unite Equestria, because yes, the nation needed to be united, under one banner and one strong ruler.
But it was only a fool who thought she was doing any of it because she cared for these people, or this nation. Sol cared only for two things: her siblings, and her victory over evil.
And all who defied her, she was happy to mark as 'evil.'
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