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to strike the pincers of the ship. They sparked and flared.
Fires erupted from the ship. There was no time to see more.
Weatherlight shot through the portal. Blue skies replaced
red. Benalia replaced Rath.
"Did it close? Did it close?" Gerrard shouted.
"Negative," called Sisay. "The cruisers are coming
throughтАФ"
Four quick blasts came from the aft gun. Squee pumped
the hissing weapon. Tracers stretched back to sock the bow
of the half-emerged cruiser. Explosions popped along its
hull.
"Great shot, Squee!"



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The cruiser foundered, halfway through that hole in the
sky. It listed to port. Its masts raked along the side of the
portal, ripping at the superstructure. With a sudden boom
like thunder, the gateway slammed closed. The prows of
the two Phyrexian cruisers were severed from the rest of
the ships. They fell away. The wrecks tumbled, sparking.
Benalia received its invaders with the wide-open arms
of a brick wall. Each hulk shattered on impact.
"Hanna, find that third portal."
"We've got to land," Karn interrupted ominously from
below. Weatherlight's wings raked out, and her engine
slowed. "We're overheating."
"FineтАФlandтАФbut get us to Benalia City. Get us to the
Capashen Manor."




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Chapter 3
When Gods Do Battle

On a lofty ridge in eastern Benalia stood two men.
They might as easily have been two armies. Power armor
encased their bodies. Metallic, hypertrophic, veinyтАФthe
suits were set with power-stone arrays. Thick capes draped
their shoulders. Bladed battle staves leaned in their grips.