>>27059896>Dash and Applejack quickly sprint off to do the heavy lifting, hauling over a gigantic piece of driftwood.>The kraken launches a barrage of ink from its beak, raining the beach in black droplets.>“Ugh, my clothes will be completely stained,” Rarity complains as she returns with the rope.
“That doesn’t matter, just help me tie this,” you reply, lashing the driftwood and umbrella poles together and laying a towel on top of it.>Two more pieces of umbrella arrive; you quickly lash them together with Sunset’s assistance to form the frame.>A large rock, lashed to one end of the arm, acts as a counter weight to give the arm even more torque than from just the twisted rope cabling.>Bit by bit, under a hail of liquid night, the catapult comes together, protected by its umbrella shield.>You double check the lashes to make sure everything is secure.>“Is it ready to fire?” Sunset asks.
“I think so. Alright, lower the umbrellas.”>The seven of you move the umbrellas aside.>Snapping to your position, the kraken’s lone eye spots its hapless prey.>“We’re only going to have one shot,” Sunset says.
“All we’re going to need, hopefully.”>You load the catapult with rocks and crank it back.>A quick mental calculation provides the trajectory.
“Let’s make some calamari out of this disgusting cephalopod.”>You release the catapult.>With a shimmering purple aura, the stones tear into the kraken’s soft eye flesh.>With a whimpering screech, it begins to fall, only to be sucked back into a portal with a flash.
“Now, that was interesting.”>“That was amazing!” Dash says, giving a knock on the arm.
“Why did that attack have a magical effect?” you wonder out loud.>“Great job, sugarcube,” Applejack says.>“Yes, truly excellent,” Rarity says.
“Are you guys not paying any attention? That attack was magical. That’s how we sent the kraken back through the portal and -”>“C’mon, Twilight, don’t be so serious all the time,” Pinkie says.