[Let's see. Terms to put it in for a magical pony...

Ami, who tends towards overthinking and getting her mind in a frenzy at times herself, seems relieved when Twilight calms herself, but not too shocked.]

Think of it like magic. This whole place is warded very strongly. No one's escaped on their own yet, that anyone knows. [And she believes that, because if all those people had escaped, surely at least one would have told at least someone else?]

I've never heard of Discord, though. The ones who created this situation are called the Malnosso.