User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Spring 2015/@comment-7345250-20150503063925


 * The magi yelp and vanish in clouds of smoke, knowingly outmatched.

Goldfin: "And they called us weaker than-"


 * Goldfin ducks under the behemoth's massive hoof.

Goldfin: "For the love of..."


 * Goldfin thrusts her trident into the pit of changeling's fore leg.


 * The wounded changeling bellows and crashes down to the floor again, spreading the fire as Glaive feared.