The Deathbringer Thoctar roared in anger as it fought against the magical prison that Fiora had conjured up around it. The effort of Fiora had impressed Victoria, it looked to her that someone had finally done something useful. Everyone had been so defensive. Victoria almost had to switch to a more defensive strategy herself but the assistance of Photina had helped tremendously. She had prevented the death of Victoria's deathpact angel somehow. Victoria was planning to have to revive the angel once her magic restored itself, But now her angel and demon were all ready to fight. Victoria quickly gathered her mana and cast another summon. A mana materialized into a living breathing dragon. It seemed that the dragoness was not the only one who could control dragons. Victoria's Archwing Dragon soared rapidly through the air attacking the undead beast trapped in its prison. The dragon was joined by the Deathpact angel and the Demon at death gate. The Thoctar took considerable damage but in retaliation launched its spikes at its attackers. All three of Victoria's creatures were lethally wounded.
Victoria called out to the others around her, "Now! Everyone Including y'all new to the battle. Strike the Beast while it is wounded. I cannot finish it by myself." Victoria looked over the two new planeswalkers. She had never seen a treefolk with a spark before. The multiverse was truly a marvelous place. The other new comer was a man who's appearance intrigued Victoria. He was looked like a front line fighter dressed in that aura of magic. There was something of divinity in him that Victoria felt conflicted about. She could not place it. The Treefolk had established a quick defense and the man had only asked for forgiveness to intervene. This entire group, if it did not fall apart, was very unique and interesting. If nothing else mattered, that was the reason Victoria would stay with this group. A masked man, An Auramancer, A dragon, a walking tree, a child of the sea, An true Angel, and a master assassin. If this worked out, it would be a story for the ages.
As Victoria took a up a defensive stance while waiting to the others to finish off the undead beast, a shining light appeared beside her. It formed into the distinctive shape of the Black Sun, symbol of Orzhova. Victoria swore under her breath. She was being summoned to another plane in the middle of a fight. This group had her interest but she had obligations elsewhere. Ravinca exactly. Seeing that her creatures all died trying to destroy the Thoctar, Victoria looked at the group, "I will return to reclaim our home..." Without another word, she planeswalked and left the group behind.
Victoria called out to the others around her, "Now! Everyone Including y'all new to the battle. Strike the Beast while it is wounded. I cannot finish it by myself." Victoria looked over the two new planeswalkers. She had never seen a treefolk with a spark before. The multiverse was truly a marvelous place. The other new comer was a man who's appearance intrigued Victoria. He was looked like a front line fighter dressed in that aura of magic. There was something of divinity in him that Victoria felt conflicted about. She could not place it. The Treefolk had established a quick defense and the man had only asked for forgiveness to intervene. This entire group, if it did not fall apart, was very unique and interesting. If nothing else mattered, that was the reason Victoria would stay with this group. A masked man, An Auramancer, A dragon, a walking tree, a child of the sea, An true Angel, and a master assassin. If this worked out, it would be a story for the ages.
As Victoria took a up a defensive stance while waiting to the others to finish off the undead beast, a shining light appeared beside her. It formed into the distinctive shape of the Black Sun, symbol of Orzhova. Victoria swore under her breath. She was being summoned to another plane in the middle of a fight. This group had her interest but she had obligations elsewhere. Ravinca exactly. Seeing that her creatures all died trying to destroy the Thoctar, Victoria looked at the group, "I will return to reclaim our home..." Without another word, she planeswalked and left the group behind.