“Well less elaborate… but… yes…” he lowers his head, “Sorry… I’m not good at the whole jokes among friends thing still it seems…”
“Mythic… Come with me..” Pewny turns around and goes downstairs, deep down into the basement.
The clone blinks, then follows curiously.
Engineer pony stands in front of a sizeable steel chest. “Do you know what this chest is made of?”
It blinks again and looks over it, “If I had to guess, just from appearances, I would say either Steel or an alloy including it of some kind… why?”
“It is steel, yes. On the outside. Inside however is a thick layer of lead. Why lead you ask? So the crystal inside won’t feed on magic of unicorns within 50 meters.” With that said he flips open the lock “You see, I can be an asshole too.” He opens the chest, making the clone immediately disappear. All magic used by Mythic Prime to create it being indirectly sapped from him, resulting in a rather annoying headache.