User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Summer 2015/@comment-27103443-20150624020135

SH: Sorry there. My teleport was a bit off. We're going down, yes?

''Hawkwing walks into the front door. He is immediately met with the sneering face of the Gunslinger.''

GS: Hawkwing, Ah presume. Ah'll make this quick.

He draws his revolver.

''Abaddon's fire breaks through GH's and blasts the mare backwards, forcing her into a wall. Goldenheart shakily rises to her hooves. She send a bolt of golden energy at Abaddon, but the demon simply raises his hand and deflects the spell back at Goldenheart. The blast hits Goldenheart's horn and knocks her to the ground. Her horn is now scorched and this time, she does not rise.''

Abaddon: Good fight, Goldenheart. If only your mother were here to help you. Pity.

Abaddon snaps his fingers and a net made of black rope descends over Goldenheart, snaring her.

Abaddon: Looks like I got the catch of the day...Now, to deal with the rest of the pesky Power Ponies.

Incubus snickers.