Princess Amethyst sits behind a gemstone, taking deep breaths as she had just finished fighting one of Dark Opal’s legions of Opal Warriors. She feeds her winged horse, Ypsilos, a powdered Amethyst she creates from thin air with her powers, and smiles. She drinks from a flash she carried as she speaks

What do you want? Not in the mood for another fight today, thank you. Another time?