One hoof in front of the other. One enemy at a time. And right now, Eclipse had to get out.
A very wise pony once said that courage is not the absence of fear. It is the judgement that something else is more important than fear.
Eclipse locked her gaze on Snow Eyes, heedless of the light and fire. She breathed out, and her breath came in a cloud of vapor. The air around her stopped wavering, then started steaming as a solid wall of cold met the onslaught of heat. The silk cracked and fell away, magnificent wings of ice growing in its place.
And all the while, she sang.
I know
Hope has not forgotten me
I know
I'm waking from the longest dream
I know...
I know...
I know...
I KNOW
With one, mighty flap, she dove into the sun, plucked out a doomed pony, and carried them both into tomorrow.