User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Summer 2015/@comment-27103443-20150731101931

Achlys pulls back the bowstring. "The Hilt is mine, take another step and I'll lodge this arrow in your idiotic skull."

Strongheart takes a napkin and whips the remnants of glaze from his muzzle. "Well, unfortunately, I've lost my appetite..."

He sets his plate down on the cart it was brought on.

Incubus comes across a glowing cage, right in the middle of the plain. Inside of the cage, a tree grows strong and proud. Incubus reaches out to the cage, and it sizzles against his smoky form. Incubus recoils. "Dammit...hardlight..."

Thunder Wing reappears in front of an acid-green pool. She smirks. "Eastern Drakon acid...the darkon should be slumbering for now..."

Thunder Wing pulls out the charred bow and looks down at it. "Soon, I'll have power stronger than any angel."

She tosses the bow into the pool, and a blinding light flashes through the late afternoon.