"Whoa, hey!"

Applejack knew she needed a better weapon than her hind legs. On instinct,, she reached for her lasso, whipping it with her tail. She did her best to jump about and tie up their enemies, rope flying everywhere and tying in knots, but she was clearly losing to superior firepower.

"Can't...agh, can't take 'em." She glanced down at her necklace, a hint of fear hitting her. Could it be...