The rounds from Walter's rifle buzz past Yankee, a stray bullet ricochets against his longsword, knocking it out of his hoofs as a second one punctures through his foreleg to generate a slur of curses from him. A glow of green magic encompasses the unicorn as his hooves and horn glow brighter; he lifts his hoof towards him before a loud boom is heard. In a blur the Director is sent flying back right into and through the wall. A large hole is seen, several bricks and drywall falling to the floor as the dust settles in the room.