User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2014-2015/@comment-7345250-20150202222726


 * The orb grows larger still... no, not larger, closer.


 * Even in the dead blackness, it is apparent that something massive is slicing the water aside, aiming directly at the tower.


 * As it nears its target, the blue light flares, revealing its true nature - a cold eye embedded in the skull of a nightmarish, skeletal serpent, its fangs rivaling the tower in length and poised to pierce the fortress as its wards continue to degrade.


 * Goldfin stares blankly ahead, still curled up on the ground. She is no longer thinking. The beast's power has completely overwhelmed her mind.