User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Spring 2015/@comment-9204260-20150524014215

Serra withdrew her crossbow quickly and stood on her hind hooves, firing a bolt at Bedew which was quickly dodged.

"Hah, you don't expect to hit me, do you?" she taunted, firing another ice spear. Serra in reaction quickly withdrew her sword and downward slashed it, breaking it in half to her sides. "Yield, assailant!" she shouted up.

"Oh, who am I? You shouldn't terribly concern yourself with that..." the shade answered Orbit. "...but then again, mystery never was my true allure." a tentaclelike appendage arose from the shade to touch Orbit as he slowly fell, and slithered up to his face. The voice followed the tip of the tentacle. "I call myself... Shaitan."

"Ha ha!" Plume laughed from below at the scattering guards. "Pow! Pow!" he punched the air at a few individual guards, sending licks of flames at them.