User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2014-2015/@comment-7562999-20150215005154

''Incubus is unaffected. A futile effort...He continues his advancement...The air feels as if the happiness has been completely sucked out of it. ''I just want The Frozen Blacksmith to speak...

The form of Incubus turns into tendrils of mist, reaching out to IW.

Doctor: NO! Doctor rushes forward but collides with a magical barrier...IRONWORKS RUN!