User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Summer 2015/@comment-24346726-20150814063337


 * Ironworks' helmet is swiftly frozen in mid air and returns to his head. He turns to face H. Glaive, his eyes burning with unimaginable fury.* Don't. *He grabs hold of H. Glaive's leg.* Touch. *He begins pulling.* My. *The leg is ripped off.* ARMOR! *H. Glaive's leg is rammed clean through his skull.*