In a devastated Equestria, Applejack faces an endless horde of infected ponies, wielding a broken plank as her only weapon. Her determined gaze cuts through the chaos, while the spiked club she had fought with moments before lies at her feet, dropped in the heat of battle.


Despite being disarmed and her body scarred from the fight, Applejack doesn’t back down. Every swing of the plank repels the dark ponies surrounding her, her resolve as solid as the wood she wields. She knows that if she falls, what little remains of Equestria will fall with her.



Applejack refuses to die.