User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Spring 2015/@comment-27103443-20150429004746

''Smoke begins to curl around Strongheart. A voice begins whispering to Strongheart.''

Hardlight Incubus: Pathetic...You are weak..

''Strongheart's mask descends over his face and he raises his katanas. He slashes at the smoke, dispersing it. The smoke quickly reforms. ''

Hardlight Incubus: Your mind betrays you...You love for Goldfin...You doubts about your worth...I can see it all, Shattered Soul.

Strongheart: That is not my name anymore.

Hardlight Incubus: It is your name. It will always be your name.

Strongheart: Wrong! I am the Obscure Acolyte!

''Strongheart slashes through the smoke mercilessly, scattering the smoke cloud into many smaller wisps of smoke. The smoke fades into the air. ''Strongheart lets out a sigh. Then, another hardlight clone flickers into existence. Strongheart perpares to strike it down, but freezes. A hardlight Goldfin is standing in front of Strongheart.

Hardlight Goldfin: Well, make your move pretty boy!