User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2015/@comment-7562999-20151026224954

The angels rush towards the red glow...

Pestilence gazes off into the horizon and sees a blob of color rushing towards them. "Umm...Famine...something is coming."

Famine rushes to Pestilence's side. "Oh come on...the transformation is almost complete."

DL looks at the floating cloud of dust next to her... "You can help me achieve my dreams? Give me ultimate power...?"

EoW: "All of that and more..."

DL: "That sounds...amazing..."

EoW: "Merge with me, and it will all come to you."

DL: "No...I can't...but...I...want...NO! Yes...merge with me."

The Essence laughs. "As I thought."

The Essence of War coils around Dazzling Light. Dazzling Light feels strength flowing through her veins. Her muscles flex and she feels power rush through her limbs. The Essence of War seeps into her. Images of destruction and war flash through her mind. Images of ponies gone made with bloodlust and unbridled wrath. The power flows through her. Her mind overcome with the enticing, yet horibble thoughts. She looses a scream as the Essence begins to take hold.