User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2015/@comment-27103443-20151014063641

The Essence of War and Essence of Death soar through the cloud, through the surface of the earth, and back into the depths of Hell. They rip through the air, going over icy wastelands and boiling lava rivers. They eventually begin to slow, halting next to a red pool. White caps dot the surface of the water, and waves crash into the obsidian beach. The Essence of Death halts, but the Essence of War carries on, careening into the water. The liquid glows, but soon the glow dies down and the water returns to its normal red hue.

Pestilence and Famine reappear below HQ. Pestilence lets out a giggle. "So, Famine, why did we come here?"

Famine: "I sense a pony that carries wrath inside of her. Much wrath...She could be useful to us."

Pestilence: "Aww...can't I spread strife and plague a little bit before we free Death?"

Famine: "No. We need to nab a pony and create another War."

Pestilence lets out a disappointed sigh. "You're mean."

Famine sighs. She gazes up at the floating building. "Tch. This will be easy. Pestilence give me a lift."

Pestilence spreads out her wings and Famine hops on. "Up!"

Pestilence takes off and begins to fly towards HQ.