Victoria's surge of protection fades down to a more even keel, and she holds her position within the circle to maintain it. For herself, she glares at one of the froglike suits that stumbled towards her, focusing her will on it to make it tear at one of its nearby companions.<br/><br/>"Obey me, worthless construct!" Her haughty tone ringing out over the sounds of the melee as she puts her magical talents and royal command into forcing the suit's obedience<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button"> Dice Roll</div><div class="spoiler_body">Frog Suit 1: Royal Compulsion [12+2 = 14]<br/>Awaiting contested roll to attack Frog Suit 2<br/></div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Stats</div><div class="spoiler_body"> <br/>HP:30<br/>Defense:10 [11+2-3]<br/>Bondage:<br/>  Head:<br/>  Arms: <br/>  Legs: <br/>Outrage:<br/>Circle of Protection +2<br/>Standing Still<br/></div></div>