As Seria disappeared into the clouds, Boris couldn't help but snicker and with a dissaproving glare he mumbled "Coward.". Lute's Incoming attacks were at most amusing to him as a Rush of Vitality caused him to just shrug off the attacks. After the spell had been cast Boris' guitar started to glow in a bright blue. As the foot retracted from his face and was soon replaced with lightning, Boris slammed the back of the guitar at Lute's head, striking first after a quick use of his Midnight Charm. All the while, the guitar lit up even brighter, almost as if it were about to explode.

Hah! Taste? You shouldn't favore yourself a cook, the attacks you dish out are tasteless! A whelp like you should learn to stop barking at the big dogs and just roll over dead... Something I'll be willing to help with."

With a sharp whistle, the Gnarled Scarhide paused its assault and returned to the back of the Rakdos mob. Deciding to test the legionnaire, Boris took a step back, turned around and simply walked away, meanwhile starting to play a new, fast tune, more than ready to intercept any attack the blade dancer might throw.

"Grow stronger and I'll consider fighting you, perhaps I'll even grant you a proper duel. Right now, however, I've grown bored of you. Well then, so long, legionnaire pup.

Whilst speaking Boris didn't turn, he just looked in front of him. He didn't need to look back either, as there was a stand selling mirrors right in front of him. Something about the way he'd bitterly said 'legionnaire' made it very clear he thought of them in a less than respectful manner, whether this was meant to be a taunt or simply something personal to him would be for the listener to decide.

"Asshole? Darling, I'm the queen 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 Balduvian Fallen 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.

Dracoon heard the woman agreeing that she is in fact the queen of assholes and couldn't help but chuckle.

"Lady you are some kind of crazy, wouldn't you want to join us instead! Come on it seems like you would fit right in!" He said as he pulled his chain back to continue spinning it. I think it's time to bring out the boys. He thought and let out a loud whistle as a signal to his summoned goblins.

"Let's go boys time to make your presence known!" He shouted as his goblins came out of their hiding spots and encircled around the woman and her zombie. He then gathered his red mana and summoned a Goblin Piledriver (3), by using the ability of his Goblin Warchief, his mana expenditure was cut down by one, he then continued with another Dragon Fodder (1) giving him 7 goblins in total all with haste, he then spent his last mana on Brightstone Ritual (0) giving him seven more mana to play with.

"You're in a world of hurt lady." he muttered under his breath.

He summoned Hordling Outburst adding three more goblins (4), another Goblin Piledriver (3) and finally a Goblin Chieften (1) powering up his fellow goblins and also making the total to 12. For his final spell he yelled at his attacker.

"Things are going to get a little EXPLOSIVE! So get ready and say goodbye!" as he sacrificed one of his simple goblins and let out the ferocious power of his Goblin Grenade and forced his sacrificial goblin to attach itself to the zombie leaving an explosion of body parts. When he saw that her bodyguard had been dispatched he let the dust settle from his spinning and brought the ends of his chains to his hands ready to begin again if necessary but not before shouting at his goblins.

"ATTACK THE QUEEN OF ASSHOLES!" The goblins now boosted, with haste and first strike began to make their rush, the Piledrivers gaining even more strength for each other goblin attacking with them. He then waited for a chance to strike at her himself if need be.

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

After the statement, Boris sent his Gnarled Scarhide to stall Lute, before ducking into an alleyway. After turning the corner, Boris summoned another minotaur to block passage into the alleyway; a Deathbellow Raider. 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 )

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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 pesky angels that might try to follow him, 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.

Falling back Lute gave a whistle and the legionaries moved back from the otherwise engaged Rakdos mob. The goblin's here were far to much trouble to fight. So locking shield's and summoning a Frontline Medic to aid the wounded, while he ached to charge in and take the heads of his foes. The truth was that making this a three way melee in the market would only earn them more dead.

Pulling back to the end of the street, pikes and shield barriers bracing a battle line encase they charged. Lute turned and moved down an alley as Seria landed among the soldiers. Shouting commands for them to obey, she didn't notice her guild mage rushing off down an alley.

Lute moved carefully through the alley's he needed to find Pavy and make sure she was okay. While they might not talk much anymore they were still friends and he worried for her.