"[i]Asshole[/i]? Darling, I'm the [i]queen[/i] of assholes, if you didn't notice already. I caused all this, so look around you! Enjoy the sights and sounds of bloody slaughter! It might be your last chance. After all, a Rakdos party's a flop if anyone lives to talk about it. But anyway, we can't go around calling me Asshole Queen, as amusing as that may be. I'm Vultana, and it's my pleasure to be your-" Vultana's reply, just on the verge of becoming a monolgue, was cut short as a chain clipped her in the shoulder.

Growling, Vultana walked forwards, holding up her free hand and twirling it slowly, wrapping black mana around it as a humanoid figure began to form next to it. Eventually, a [url=http://gatherer.wizards.com/Pages/Card/Discussion.aspx?multiverseid=121272]Balduvian Fallen[/url] was at her side, with even an arrow sticking out of it, for effect. Her rage and passion from eariler was gone, replaced now by slow, almost langerous pace, as if she had all the time in the world, and wanted to make the most of it. She approached the dust cloud but held off entering for the time being. Even she'd rather have a little backup, and the zombie wasn't quite done yet.