User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2016/@comment-24422626-20161115071544


 * Zing! Ping! The henchpony's loosed bullets bounce back, buzzing like bees off the stairs and lodging in walls. One catches its sender in the shoulder; with a frustrated cry, the second stallion hurls his empty gun at Goldfin's noggin before it can bring him any more harm.

* ''Pony number 3 still can, though. The last clinger loses his grip and free falls, landing on top of his fellow henchpony. Crack!''

* By now, the unconscious stallion is submerged in the bottom corner of the stairwell.*