User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2015-2016/@comment-7345250-20151214045504


 * Golden looks back up at the ceiling again. She pauses.

Golden Age: "...What are you? If I'm so tough, why do I need you and Freeheart so much?"


 * The Mare Do Well easily evades the needle-thin laser. Not that it would have stricken her anyway.


 * She magically levitates a boulder from the battlefield and hurls it at the weakened arm.