User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2014-2015/@comment-7562999-20150126233826

''Gabriel evades the strike, whilst his soldiers aren't nearly as lucky. They all fall to the ground and dissapate into balls of light.''

Gabriel: YOU CURS! YOU DO NOT UNDERSTAND MY STRENGTH! ''Lightning boils and the air smells of ozone. 'YOU SHALL PERISH! '''

''Five arcs of lightning strike each of the brothers, a never stopping flow of energy. ''

Gabriel: '''I HAVE BEEN FAR TOO EASY ON YOU! BASK IN MY TRUE FORM!'''

''Gabriel's form flickers and glows. A massive explosion rocks the battlefield. Standing in the place of Gabriel is a humanoid figure, roughing eight feet tall with a massive set of magnificent white wings on its back. It's head is that of a feathered head of a falcon. The being grips two curved cutlass, burning with a white fire. ''

Gabriel: '''KNEEL TO THE ARCHANGEL! '''

SS: But I thought Chaos was your guys' thing....

''Stalemate smirks in triumph. ''YES! I HAVE COMPLETED MY TRIAL!