User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2017/@comment-7345250-20171031192712

Golden Age: "You're talking blood bits. I think that's rather unequivocally bad."


 * The escort yaks certainly seem to know where they are going.


 * But all of a sudden, the earth erupts under Glaive in a plume of snow and broken rock. A landmine? Whatever hits him, it is ample to knock him flying at a high speed.