User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Summer 2016/@comment-7345250-20160704141810


 * ''Air? Ugggghhhh..."


 * Goodbye, super-powers.


 * Goldfin holds on to the tendril yet, ready to skewer it at a moment's notice.


 * Assuming it is even possible to call the trident at this point.


 * Gretchen squawks yet again.

Dr. Mid-Nite: "Did we lose them?"

Jane Neighpier: "I hear them, but I don't see them."


 * They make a sharp left, veering towards a small marina at the outskirts of Manehattan.