Niv - Ghost engine

The Spirit Dragon and the dragon spirit were having a little chat. "How long can your device there preserve you?" asked the Spirit Dragon.

"A century or so," replied the dragon spirit. "I stripped the mind of an Orzhov pontiff to confirm it was compatible. They're experts on that sort of thing. On ghosts, that is. The tech's all mine. And it's brilliant."

"Of course." The Spirit Dragon glanced down at the little silver box, with all its delicate filigree, sparking clockwork gears, and shimmering crystals, as it projected the dragon spirit's essence right above it into the crisp gray dawn. "Nice of Sarkhan Vol to deliver it here."

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This silenced the dragon spirit for a few minutes. When he spoke again, his voice was flat, clinical. "So what do we do now?"

"Now? We wait for the curtain to rise, Niv-Mizzet. We wait for the curtain to rise..."

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War of the Spark: Ravnica, Prelude