[As the smoke clears, Applejack's form can be seen laying on the ground. Her clothes are burnt and her face and arms are covered in black soot. She coughs, slowly sitting up. Not too far away, Bushel, now free from his ball, is busy trying to push the fainted Pineco into his mouth, failing splendidly.]
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I-I'm over here, Twi. Don't worry.