User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2015/@comment-7562999-20151117020756

Ramiel goes quiet. "Fine...I accept your terms...I will leave Hawkwing..."

Hawkwing exhales and a white fog bellows out of his jaws. The smoke forms the outline of a proud angelic warrior...before being pulled apart by an untangible wind...Ramiel is gone.