User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2015/@comment-7562999-20151114035431

Death: "What is this? Happiness! Argh, it's vile!"

Pestilence struggles against her bonds. She attempts to melt through the metal, and it soon begins to steam.

Famine feels the poison brewing inside of her. Weakness begins to fill her limbs..."NO! I am the master of poison! I cannot be defeated so easily! I AM A GOD! I WILL SMITE YOU FROM THE-!"

A sickening sound of bone against metal sounds as a black horn appears to grow from Famine's chest. She looks down at the black metal spike in awe. "Impossible...I am...undying..."

Famine slides of the blade and collapses to the ground...Strongheart stands behind her, katana now slicked with blood.