User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2014-2015/@comment-7562999-20150213201040

''The PA repeats. ''Leave the premises...Now...

Shattered: Good morning, Golden Age....Sleep well?

Abbadon: Ah I see...Shall I just head up then?

''The air temperature around the angels has dipped below freezing. When the angels breath out, save for Dazzling Light, their breath is frozen. ''

Thunder: Wh-why is it so cold?

Snowy: Incubus's very prescene causes all the hope and happiness to be sucked out of the air...

Stalemate staggers forward....We shall.