Diamond Rustscythe Read the scroll in his right hoof once more before looking at the city in front of him. It wasn't a big city, not as big as Canterlot anyways, but he was sure that he was in the right place. He turned around after rolling up the missive and eyed the four guards behind him with authority. "Okay guards, keep your focus. From what l have read l take it that the ponies living here aren't unaccustomed to battle, so expect an attack at any moment. You know the drill, in formation and weapons at hoof's reach. All five guards wore the same gold-plated armor and it was obvious to see in a blink of an eye what their office was. Diamond Rustcythe's armor was no different, except for the two insignias of prime-metal that were melted-fastened against the left-chest area, one was a in the form of a shield with a sun and a moon on it, indicating the rank of personal advisor and battlestrategist of both princessses and the other was a round insignia with a blade and a hammer crossing eachother, surrounded by six stars along the trimmed edge of said insignia. This badge showed that the pony who was wearing it, was a mastercrafter of the highest degree, befitting the title to even be allowed to create and repair royal arms and militairy equipment. Each guard, with the exception of Diamond Rustscythe, sported a longhafted halbert. Rustscythe had made his own signature weapon, since he was a mastercrafter. The staff was slid away in a set of nubbed rings that could open by simply tugging the weapon out of it. one end of the staff a simple, but deadly spike that was ended from the staff pointed backwards and at the head of the staff, flat against Rustscythes's body was a metal ball with two metal wings attached to it, one below and one above, both of which had a leather protection-strap over the broad side, because of sharpened edges being present there. As a last piece of Diamond's armor he had himself a belt, fastened around his waste with a leather flap hanging over it, conceiling whatever was on it. The formation of guards walked into town a minute later, perfect formation pushing through the street. Rustscythe had taken his hafted weapon and now used it as a walk-supportive weapon like the other guards. They passed several buildings, going straight for the arena to check out there. Ponies who would have looked out of the window could have been able to see them walk. the party continued into the arena, simply waiting if they would meet anypony there...