User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2015/@comment-27103443-20151019153306

Pestilence feels the draw on of the orb. She lets out a shriek. "NO! Not the Orb!"

She disappears in a cloud of green smoke. Famine intercepts the lunging robot. Her horn lights up and she tosses it aside like a rag doll. "Coward..."

She rips the arrow out of her side and tosses it to the ground. She snarls at her aggressors. "I am leaving with my prize! And no one can stop me!"