Adora looked up at you as Entrapta's long pigtails wrapped around her like a bind. She looked away from the bright green eyes of Entrapta and back at yours. She took note how your green eyes had white, glowing irises, a clear sign of Prime being in control.

After Adora and the others had accidentally left you on Prime's ship, he made them believe you were dead and rebuilt your mind. When they defeated him, he'd use you as a vessel for a new hive-mind to be created as a last resort. Your mind was broken, and you were re-wired to practically worship Prime. Your real memories? Held together by the chip in the back of your neck, and yet held back by Prime's controlling soul.

He, or rather, you, got to work, chipping the only person who knew how to remove the darn things and using her to make more. Now, she had captured Adora for you, as you watched Adora squirm helplessly. Transforming into she-ra? Not an option for her right now, because she simply didn't have the heart to hurt you, as broken as she was. Her friends? Occupied by Scorpia's Princess Ball in the ballroom away from the lab you were in now.

Adora: "Prime... I should've known you were here the moment I felt your presence here. What are you trying to do?! What did you do to {{user}}?!"