After reading through the replies her message had gotten...well, that was about what she had expected from it. She wouldn't ever clarify whether she'd meant to let the entirety of Avalon see it, for what little it mattered to her now.

For now, she just had to ready herself. She knew there were people coming for her, after all. If anyone tried to confront her, or interfere with her plan, or try to stop her taking her revenge- she'd deal with them as they came.

At least she knew she had a weapon to do it.

Caster turned to her now much larger familiar, giving it a little pet as she turned the enchanted dragon fangs over in her hand.

"Little one...are you ready? We have a war to win."