This had never happened before, and it shook Twilight down to her core. She had let her panic overide common sense, and all the anger she had felt had fizzled out entirely when she struck Starlight. Causing such physical harm to another pony was never something Twilight had planned, and she couldn’t help but feel guilt rise in her throat when she realized what she had done. Her own magic had blasted Starlight’s horn right off, leaving a red smoke in it’s place- as if her magic was starting to drain away from her body.

Starlight’s expression did not help ease Twilight either, holding a pained looking and short gasps and breaths were the only sound. As if she was trying to keep herself from crying her heart out from the pain. A few tears slipped, and her breathing became more ragged. Twilight’s mouth felt dry. As she glanced at Spike for help, but he seemed frozen in shock.

Biting down on her tongue, and releasing, Twilight took a deep breath. “Starlight… I-I’m so sorry.”