The princess slowly got herself up, looking around at everyone in a daze. She had seen people on this island changing powers, genders, and ages. Was this it? Had it finally come at her? Had the island struck with vengeance for having kept to herself and not bothering others. Was this some kind of...ploy...to get her out?
Luna did not approve. She put a hand on the tank as she climbed out, looking down at the woman as she stumbled on her large man-ish feet. Ugh, ugh. What was this? Hair? Ugh! It was short and horrific and Star-Swirl, this nose! The once petite girl looked at her blurry reflection and screamed, then to the group.
Royal Canterlot Voice...on.
"THOU SHALT PAY FOR WHAT THOU HAST DONE TO ME!" she bellowed. No magic required. She did not hate the timbre of her voice, either. It was kind of....nice.
A hand then point at Crowley. She'd lost it. "THOU ART UPON A MAGICAL PURGATORY. THOU DOST NOT LEAVE!"