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[rogue-starsr.livejournal.com]

A massive castle, filled with vampires. She isn't sure she can trust her allies when the chips are down, given that they won't even lay off of each other. But somehow, she has managed to find a trace of magic, the hammer homing in on it.
Its difficult, hard to keep focusing, but Sarah is pretty sure it'll lead her to Stephen Strange. And maybe from there he can help figure out how to light the queen's darkness.

Given that the map just takes her past countless vampires, she ignores it, and takes the quick route. Through walls, through floors, through locked doors, all in a straight line from their entry point towards the source of magic. However sturdy this place is, she's a powerhouse by almost any standard, and is equipped with the best damned door opener ever enchanted.

Its just as handy should anyone decide to come between her and the prisoner.

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[sorcererstrange.livejournal.com]

He looks to Emplate...

No. There are greater tyrants to topple from thrones far higher.

"...I am in your debt." is all in his whisper that Crusader can catch before the gaunt Sorcerer is whisked away on the Winds of Watoomb.

[marvel-citizens.livejournal.com]

Her fist catches Emplate hard enough to pummel him back into the walls. But he's just supped on T'Challa's genetic material that grants him a preternatural feline grace allowing him to recover his feet quickly. But Strange is gone by then, so he goes for another feint with his claws. One toward her face and the other palm seeking to grapple to any exposed skin she's got.

The Queen promised him a taste and he'll be damned if he doesn't get one of this bitch.

[rogue-starsr.livejournal.com]

Sarah blocks with the shield, and lets him grab her wrist. "You know... I had trouble with the Panther... I grew up hearing stories of him and his heroism... you, I've never hear of. Bet no one'll miss you."
She kicks towards his gut, if he wants to grapple, fine. She can kick through titanium. Vampire or not, she doubts he measures up.

[marvel-citizens.livejournal.com]

He almost grins with triumph, feeling the mouth in his palm instinctively seek to rip and latch upon the woman's skin. That grin swiftly turns into a harsh hiss of surprise. His power can't pierce her skin, nor his claws through the shield. He turns away as she kicks, but she catches him in the ribs hard enough to likely have cracked a few. That'll take time and sustenance to heal.

Ultimately Marius is a scavenging predator, not a fighter. Survival supercedes greed, and so he suddenly retreats back into the safety of the nethervoid. He has to tell the Queen.