Damien didn't have anything to throw at the magic missiles the drow released at him, and one of the bolts caught him in the head, a critical location. Rocked by the blast, he stumbled and she was able to destroy the device he had been using to alter his spells. Damien's bone-shield spell was still in effect however, and the high-speed whirling femur gave Koshira hell as she attempted to continue to fight with him. Finally able to grab the back of his neck, the glint of a golden ring caught her eye as it slipped out of his shirt on a short leather cord. Before she could really dwell on what she had seen, she bashed the necromancer's head against her knee, dispensing with him. 

Damien however, was a little more rugged due to his unnatural affinity and literal pact with the devil. he did not fall into unconsciousness, and did not allow his sword to be taken. He was able to get up quite promptly, yet she took off.

Getting up, he looked toward the drow and the vampire, clasping the ring around his neck. "Not until I have avenged Saria..." He vowed. 

Viktor had been going for one of the ork generals when he suddenly felt a familiar spell. Turning to look, he could see that Damien was still up, and a lesser number of his recently turned undead had been obliterated. the necromancer had cast his Undeath spell again, only it was somewhat less powerful. He might not be able to control the vampire this time. 

Damien shouted something in another language, but it was not Orkish. It was Infernal. The orks, however, appeared to understand him, and suddenly all decided to defend their general as well as Damien. One of the orks in front of Koshira suddenly pulled out an orb that went off like a flash bomb, blinding pretty much everyone that wasn't prepared for it.