User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2015/@comment-27103443-20151012034626

DL: "That could work."

Goldenheart grips the wheel and spins it to the right experimentally.

Pestilence and War exit the cave. "Shall we free Famine now, hubby?"

War: "Of course, you perky buffoon."

Pestilence: "Yay! Let's go slaughter some angels!"

Pestilence and War disappear into a green and red cloud.