User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2015/@comment-27103443-20151018040645

...Famine's cloud dissolves and reappears next to Pestilence. "Pestilence, I believe we need to collect our prize and leave."

Pestilence: "I agree!"

???: "Stop..."

A staggering Thunder stands between the infirmary door and the the two Horses. "You shall not pass!"

Pestilence: "Oh really?"

Pestilence looses one strong flap of her wings and blows Thunder backwards. Thunder does not rise again.

Pestilence: "Stupid angel."

The Horses make their way to the infirmary door.