User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2015/@comment-7345250-20151201163843

Parlys: "Now... Sword, try to do something."


 * He points the blade at the roof of Ponyville Town Hall where Discord stood. There seems to be a pony there now—a perfect target.


 * Goldfin's prison is rather unaffected. It sustains a cut, but by now some of the vines are as thick as tree trunks.


 * The vine regenerates around the spear.


 * The Mare Do Well shrugs her shoulders.


 * She turns back towards the hilltop.