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- Urza kept rising. He hurled more fire outward, rings of the stuff. Force hissed from his hands in arcs of steam and coalesced over the walls to sweep away the raging throng. The vanguard of the attack turned to black statues and then sifting ash. Flames broke out in a great ball. Dancing orange fire shimmered across the black surge and headed toward the verges of the forest.
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- Time Streams, Chapter 17
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