User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Spring 2015/@comment-5837525-20150519035919

Decibelle: Glad you could make it. To answer your question, there isn't much. Just an abandoned helicopter...

(Decibelle trots away a few yards and stops.)

Decibelle: ...and this -- tire tracks. Leading back into the city, looks like.

Blackthorn: Hm. Irksome. But the Power Ponies have proven to be a stubborn bunch. If his Majesty has not already been informed of their departure, I should do so now. ...Oh, wait. One another thing. The changeling that King Aspen has elected to keep a close watch over -- is he still in the throne room?

Star-Lord: Yow!

(Veering his jet-powered boots to hard left, Star-Lord evades the Death Dragon's bite by what appeared to be mere inches.)

Star-Lord: Whoa... Almost lost my head there...

(Switching his Quad Blasters' shooting function to ice, he fires upon the Dragon with quick-freezing arrows. Meanwhile, Gamora flies upward on her own jet boots and goes to back up her fellow Guardian of the Galaxy.)