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the portal opens."
"No," Urza said flatly. "I will summon them, but they
will come slowly. They would be weakened after a more
speedy flight." He activated gems imbedded in his staff.
"Better to field many troops early than to perish before
stronger troops arrive," quipped Barrin.
"Haste makes waste. Better to bide our time," replied
the planeswalker.
"If it were up to you, Urza, we would bide forever."


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"If it were up to you, Barrin, we would do the same."
"But it is not up to us. It is up to the Phyrexians," Barrin
said.
Urza's temples reddened. He had no need to blush. The
capillaries that suffused his flesh were mere figments of his
mind but, as figments, were all the more receptive to Urza's
mood.
"If we succeed in this war, nothing ever again will be up
to the Phyrexians," replied Urza.
Barrin grasped Urza's armored shoulder and pointed
toward the wide heavens. "Here they come."
The sky opened. Blackness ripped a hole in blue. A
portal yawned wide. From its lightless depths stared a
malign presence.
Urza's hand tightened on his battle staff. "My old foe.
He is gazing at me."
"And you are gazing at him."
"Were it not for him, I could simply walk to that portal
and shut it down, but he knows me. He shoves at me, even
here."
ShipsтАФsmall, fleet shipsтАФshot from the yawning
portal. They buzzed outward and swarmed there, watching
for attack. Some were dragon ships, their necks and tails
coiling. Others were smaller still, single-pilot jump-ships
configured like fleas. A few were puppet craft, unmanned
and controlled distally. All flew in intercept patterns as the
first big cruisers made their way through the portal.
"They've learned from Weatherlight's tactics," Urza
observed grimly. "We'll not be shutting this one down in
Gerrard-fashion."
"He's shoving at you, Urza," Barrin said. "Shove back."
Nodding in satisfaction, Urza raised his battle staff.
"FirstтАФ some old friends. Do you think they will remember
my falcon engines?" He pressed a certain stone.