User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Summer 2015/@comment-27103443-20150715222809

Achlys: "Right..."

She rushes after the ship, then an idea strikes her. She closes her eyes and soon her very body becomes living, magenta flame. Her voice crackles and pops like a log in a hearth. "Ah...this'll do nicely."

Achlys rockets towards the ship, a comet of flame heading straight for the underside of the ship.

Strongheart teleports in, landing next to Freeheart in full armor, his two katanas drawn.

Radiance concentrates and what appears to be a giant pillow appears beneath the falling building. "That will coushin the fall."

The Gunslinger sits on a street corner a few blocks away from the mayhem. He watches with silent intrigue.