User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2014-2015/@comment-7562999-20150218024128

Stalemate sits and ponders the blacksmith's brave words...Enough Incubus...I want to show him who he's up against....His horn lights up...

Incubus: As you wish, Master....

A black mist pours into the TARDIS.

Doctor: AH! What the Hell!?

''The mist eventually collects into the form of a slightly scrawny stallion. ''

Stalemate: Good 'morrow, Ironworks...I see you've slept with the mother to my children again...