User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2017-2018/@comment-7562999-20180410163642

''Hawkwing looks at the window. ''"You want me to break it I assume...and then...leave? Without the others...Fine."

''Hawkwing eyes up the statue and closes his eyes. The air around them begins to chill rapidly, much too quickly for the glass to accomadate for. With the temperature well below the freezing point and the window at a more fragile state, Hawkwing inhales and then exhales slowly. A large, hard shard of ice forms in front of him, spinning as more vapor adds to its size. Then, when Hawkwing believes it to be of suitable size, he hurls it at the glass pane.''