User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2014-2015/@comment-24422626-20141210025842


 * Sniick! Glaive slides one of his weapon's three blades underneath the last hardlight gangpony's foreleg, nicking tendons. The dazed mobster stands in silent shock before Glaive lifts a forehoof up to his chest and pushes him over. Glaive's last opponent, now unable to keep his balance, falls to the floor next to his eleven fellow gangponies, who are all either unconscious or moaning painfully. Their forms glow and dissolve into hard data before disappearing. Glaive steps over to the control console to summon new foes.*