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Horde Prime possessed one of his clones so that he could walk on Etheria without actually having to go there.
He looked around at the fights going on, smiling at the fact that a fair bit of the rebellion was under his control.
Spinnerella, Mermista, Scorpia...
Even Catra at one point, though not anymore
He looked around. The ice one (Frosta) was fighting alongside...
Oh my
He can pull off drag