[Light flares up around her horn -- not the gentle glow of her usual magic, but hot and white and thick. Lines of that same light lash across the rock, sending pebbles and dust flying as they cut through its surface, and then with a flick of her head, Celestia lifts the entire circle free. It leaves behind a large gash in the rock, into which more debris trickles as the circle splits into five equal pieces like a giant pie being carved.]
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[Light flares up around her horn -- not the gentle glow of her usual magic, but hot and white and thick. Lines of that same light lash across the rock, sending pebbles and dust flying as they cut through its surface, and then with a flick of her head, Celestia lifts the entire circle free. It leaves behind a large gash in the rock, into which more debris trickles as the circle splits into five equal pieces like a giant pie being carved.]