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- He never knew if his threats had been heard. Jace closed his grip, and Paldor was gone. Oh, the body lived, and the mind could be taught; the corpulent creature could still be remade and remolded into a new life.
- But as a person, as an avaricious and jovially cruel lieutenant of the Infinite Consortium, Paldor was dead.
- But still Jace was not through with the man's mind. Into the vast emptiness that had once held a person, he implanted a message, a message that Paldor would speak only when Tezzeret finally appeared.
- "That's Ravnica, Tezzeret." Jace spoke aloud even as he implanted the challenge in Paldor's mind, his tone deathly calm. "Perhaps Kamigawa next? Or Aranzhur, or Mercadia. There are so many cells to choose from.
- "You should have left me alone. You want me, you decrepit, overrated tinkerer? Come find me!"
- ***
- Agents of Artifice, Chapter 22
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