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- She released all of her power in a single, explosive burst, choking the rift, overwhelming it with a feast far too rich and complicated for such a low and bestial appetite. The half-solid walls of the Skyshroud rift bulged outward, then toppled back in upon themselves. A green ring of flames blew outward from the planeswalker’s location, uncannily silent. The world groaned as its terrible wound was healed.
- Far below, the Skyshroud tree stood covered in countless skittering bodies. The tightly braided wood shifted, creaking so loudly it shattered several Phyrexian heads. Then it too erupted in a powerful blast of silent, emerald fire.
- Debris rained down on the remains of Skyshroud. The tunnel Freyalise had carved through the clouds remained, their sooty gray billowing respectfully around the column of clear air. Starlight shone straight down to the forest floor, unimpeded by bough or fog, and it glinted off the surface of a small, silver hand mirror lying among the shreds of bone, wood, and metal.
- Freyalise was gone. The rift was gone. And the valley that once housed Skyshroud now sat empty, silent, and still.
- ***
- Planar Chaos, Chapter 22
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