User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Summer 2015/@comment-7345250-20150829231328


 * Goldfin whirls her trident around, deflecting bolt after bolt. Still, she cannot keep this up forever, and she has nowhere to hide.


 * Flashfire rolls to the side and dodges a few bolts, but then she sees that the defeated thugs are still piled up on the ground. Groaning, she springs forth to shield them from the deadly barrage.


 * Yet another series of bolts rains down upon Ironworks, who is idly fiddling with his mechanical parts.

Dark Arts: "And you still have something I need—the blade."