User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, 2020/@comment-27161581-20200208032531

Slowly, ever so slowly, ice begins to form on Prince Plunderseed's muzzle, moving up his face, and slowly starting to encase the pony.

Prince Plunderseed: "Mmph!"

Suddenly Glaive is blindsided by the great trunk of the Plunderseed vine that was previously munching on Maredevil's baton, and he is flung down the tunnel by the thorny plant, straight towards Force Filly and the rest of the gang.