User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Summer 2015/@comment-27103443-20150810160639

Thunder looks down at the shivering mare and jumps backwards. Dazzling has sat stiffly upright and her eyes are glowing pure gold. When she speaks, her voice is not her own. It is the terrible voice of Incubus. Dazzling laughs. Her voice sounds as if Incubus and Dazzling are speaking at the same time. "Finally! Physical form again."

Incubus/Dazzling jump out of bed. Where their hooves touch, frost spreads across the tile. "She was already weak, but Parlys putting her in the painting put her over the edge. I must thank the Pale One for that."

Thunder fumbles for the communicator. She just manages to press the button. "Ironworks! Hurry, somethig has gone terriby wrong-"

The rest of the message is cut off as the communicator crumbles to dust. Incubus/Dazzling reach behind them. The air shimmers and a staff crackling with energy appears. Thunder gasps. "The Southern Weapon!"

Incubus/Dazzling swings the staff in a wide arc, causing all the lights in the infirmary to explode. "Yes, Thunder Wing. Now, give me the Bringer of Justice."

Thunder draws the bow and pulls the bowstring taunt. An arrow made of light appears nocked on the bow. Dazzling/Incubus laughs. "Fool! I know your weakness! I know all of your weaknesses!"

The white "mare" swings the staff. And two holographic figures appear. A young mare and a young colt. Thunder drops her bow in shock. "No...not them."

The pair stretch out their hooves to Thunder, and begin yelling morunfully "Why didn't you save us, Sister! Why didn't you save us!"

Thunder collapses to the ground, trying to cover her ears. Incubus/DL just laughs. "Everyone has a weak spot. Yours is your past failures. Go ahead, Mare of Lightning! SAVE THEM!"

Incubus's terrible laugh rings throughout the building.

Strongheart's ears twitch at the sound of a faint laugh. He turns his head towards the origin of the laughter. "No...It cannot be.."