User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2016-2017/@comment-27161581-20170329181731

''While the warehouse is still a raging inferno it thankfully collapsed inwards, leaving Ironworks's hammer on the edge of the blaze, and the resultant rubble. The smell of black powder fills the air as the warehouse burns.''

''An odd muffled popping sound comes from the center of the darkness, but nothing happens. A few fragments of metal and wires tumble out of the dark to land at Decibelle's hooves, faintly smoking.''