Seeing the mob heading for Vultana, Boris couldn't help but show a sorrowful smile. [i][color=black]Perhaps this'll satisfy her urge to party... Probably not.[/color][/i] With a less sorrowful and more enthusiastic smile, Boris yelled for Vultana. [color=black]"Tough spot. If you survive this bout, you should come find me!"[/color] 

After the statement, Boris sent his [url=http://gatherer.wizards.com/Pages/Card/Details.aspx?multiverseid=380424]Gnarled Scarhide[/url] to stall Lute, before ducking into an alleyway. After turning the corner, Boris summoned another minotaur to block passage into the alleyway; a [url=http://gatherer.wizards.com/Pages/Card/Details.aspx?multiverseid=373593]Deathbellow Raider[/url]. The creature let out a loud cry as it appeared, clearly rearing to fight. It seemed, however, that he was just getting pumped up for now, waiting in the appointed position to block passage into the alleyway. (Summoning sickness :toot)

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Boris, quickly but carfully made his way through the maze-like system of alleyways, ever so ready to shoot down any [i]pesky angels that might try to follow him[/i], as he lightly tapped the strings of the guitar, playing a soothing tune. When Boris deemed himself to be a good ways away, he took a deep breath before starting a small sprint, jumping on containers and similar obstacles to once more make his way to the rooftops. Once on the rooftops, still ready to take care of any pursuers, Boris started jumping from roof to roof, swiftly making his way back to the point where he'd enter Rix Maadi, the guild hall that served as his "safe" house.