As the [url=http://gatherer.wizards.com/Pages/Card/Details.aspx?multiverseid=426019]Terminate[/url] spell was cast Seria knew she had over extended, retreating back she used a [url=http://gatherer.wizards.com/Pages/Card/Details.aspx?multiverseid=240006]Cloudshift[/url] to phase away moving to rally the troops and summon up her sisters if possible.

Meanwhile Lute took the kick sliding backwards before rubbing his lip with the back of his hand, a trickle of blood from it. "I have not yet begun to kill!" He laughed kicking his a fallen sword up off the ground, as around the area the air began to change. Rank's began to close, medic's arriving to aid the soldiers locking shield with other soldiers. Potions helping them to heal and restore the wounded as they struck back at the Rakdos warriors.

Lute took a step forward and spun, what Boris had not counted on was that he was not the only musician. Lute kept his own rhythm on the battlefield, his title Blade dancer was not some made up term. He had been a dancer in his youth, and when he fought his footwork was as perfect and graceful as a dancer.

Lunging forward his first strike a quick jab, the second a long sweeping blow at the music loving cultist. Yet changing feet he kicked out right at Boris's face, a [url=http://gatherer.wizards.com/Pages/Card/Details.aspx?multiverseid=397722]lightning bolt[/url] striking his face at point blank range before he rolled backward blades at the ready. "I hope you enjoyed the taste... I have plenty more where that came from dog."