User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Summer 2016/@comment-27161581-20160708043537

''The last of the now standing guards near Gretchen, slash at her unprotected wings, keen on keeping the griffon at hoof's length. The room is littered with fallen guards, a few howling in pain, and a few others just aimless fumbling around on the ground.''