[Cue the Night Guards crashing in through the windows and doors of his hideout, tackling his hench-ponies down and surrounding him, weapons drawn, before he could react][Luna, Princess of the Night and the Empress of the Dreaming herself enter a few moments afterwards, materializing as a piece of the night sky that seemingly detaches itself from the greater whole to morph into her true form. She was in a dress, and she was fuming][Royal Canterlot Voice] "What. Did thou hath saith. About mine?!"