User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2015/@comment-7562999-20150930030545

Alastor: "Only copreal creatures can win the Hellfire from me."

Goldenheart flips back, stumbling a bit, just dodging the snapping jaws. She morphs her knives into the bow and quiver. She picks out two arrows and nocks them on the bowstring. She lets both of them fly at the insects.

DL rouses Thunder. "Thunder? Thunder wake up..."

Thunder snaps awake. "Huh? What?"

DL: "Pestilence."

Thunder's face drops. "When?"

DL: "A few minutes ago."

Thunder: "Where did she go?"

DL: "No idea."

Thunder jumps out of bed and rushes to grab her angelic armor. "We need to track her down. Now."

She straps on the armor hastily.

Click!

DL: "I got Thunder up. Where should we meet you?"