User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2014-2015/@comment-7562999-20150202042405

Abbadon: You try my patience...''Abbadon disappears from the castle and reappears in front of Ironworks. He waves his hand and the shadowy mist that surronds him dissapates, showing a creature to terrible to describe underneath. He constantly shifts forms, each form more terrifying than the last.''

Abbadon: I AM FEAR! WITHOUT IT YOUR SPECIES WOULD HAVE DIED YEARS AGO! '''NOW FOOLISH MORTAL!  I SHALL SHOW YOU TRUE TERROR!'''