[color=00aeef][u][b]Land:[/b][/u]
[b]Maxine:[/b] 5 (3 Swamp, 1 Mountain, 1 Dual Land)
[b]Lily:[/b] 5 ( 2 islands, 2 forests, tri-color land)
[b]Corpse:[/b] 5 (All Swamp)[/color]

[color=ed1c24][u][b]Updated Life Meter:[/b][/u] 
[b]Maxine:[/b] 20
[b]Lily:[/b] 18
[b]Corpse:[/b] 29
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[color=92278f][u][b]Blood Pact of Xoth Effect:[/b][/u]

A colourless enchantment artifact card. Where players lose life based on the mana cost of each creature on your side of the field. At the start of each turn, you lose equal to the mana cost of each creature unless you tap a land and creature card. (Defined it a bit better for future reference, well until this match ends)[/color]

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Maxine watched in horror as Lily was hurt by the enchantment on the field though she did get back at the caster of the enchanment. Still it was a little sickening to see, this game needed to come to a swift end before something even worse happened. It seemed to be her turn though she had nothing that could remove that enchantment which would be doing big blows every turn. Maxine soon swiped the card from the top of her deck where her eyes glued to the artwork of a known vampire she used every so often. Drana, Liberator of Malakir, a three costing legendary mythic vampire creature. Though a 2/3 it had first strike and flying plus it could buff other vampires on the field if they attacked the same turn as well. Maxine did not have much in her hand and so she was limited to what she could do. However, she could not leave herself open.

She had no creatures on the field so she would not take damage this turn unless a spell was thrown her way though so far it seemed all that really happened was field clearance. She never had more then two to three creatures down at one time since playing this game. Her mind ponders over the limited plays she could do forcing her just to tap three mana to play Drana, Liberator of Malakir. Unlike how Nocturnus turned up Drana, Liberator of Malakir appeared as a large puddle of blood under Maxine's feet and around her, staining her shoes in the process. A figure soon began to rise from the said red crimson puddle to take the form of Drana, Liberator of Malakir. It was still very strange to see this stuff as the spell of iron hit Maxine's nosetails, it felt very real though for a moment she somehow forgot it was real. Her eyes glared over the field that was once the kitchen. 

It was now the Corpses turn to make his move, hopefully not a creature killing card or something of that nature.