In the dim glow of a blood-red moon, a colossal pony, its ebony coat shimmering with a spectral sheen, stands tall amidst a desolate wasteland. Its massive bone wings spread wide, casting eerie shadows on the scorched earth below. With bare hooves firmly planted, the pony gazes solemnly into the abyss, its eyes aflame with ancient wisdom and untold sorrow. In its grasp, a sword forged from the darkest depths of the underworld gleams with malevolent energy, ready to smite any who dare challenge its divine wrath. A symphony of whispers and lamentations fills the air as the bone-winged angel prepares for the final battle between light and darkness.