The nature of the force of their foes was still apparent. Lightpoint vowed not to let any of the Luna forces get far in the castle. By his own admission, he wasnt the strongest fighter, not like the proper royal guards.
A surprising thing was found out about Lightpoint, something not to be expected of a pony of his statue. He liked receiving head rubs. Or at least, he did after receiving some for what might have been the first time. By a Luna follower, no less! One named Acid Flask. There was still a general sense of comradarie present on the sidelines.
Canterlot had the upper hoof at this point, and all was going superbly for the kingdom. But Lightpoint knew that it was possible this would flip backwards easily.
And boy, did he ever turn out to be correct...