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- As Teyo struggled to recover his composure, Nissa began chanting—too low for Teyo to hear. From where she stood, beside bones and Vessel, lines began to alight beneath her feet. Black lines. Blue lines. Green lines. Red lines. White lines. Then, of a sudden, the lines shot out in multiple directions, forming concentric circles beneath the feet of the ten representatives.
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- Impossibly, the elf neither screamed nor writhed nor burned. The blaze expanded from bones, Vessel and Nissa to encompass the ten guild leaders, as well. And like Nissa, they showed no signs of being burned by the fire. Still entranced, they didn’t even seem to notice it.
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- But Teyo had bought Nissa and the guild leaders the time they needed. The ritual had been completed under his shield. Enough mana had been filtered through the participants to flow through and around the bones and Vessel of the Firemind. The yellow and orange flames had turned to gold and ignited the blue and red smoke within the Vessel. The smoke had burned briefly purple before the golden flames overwhelmed all other colors. The blaze seemed to take shape and solidify around the dragon bones, filling them out, turning them from skeleton to living creature.
- And then Niv-Mizzet was reborn, with scales of shiny gold to match the golden glow emanating from his eyes. A decagon was etched—seared, really—into his chest, and magical spheres of black, blue, green, red and white swirled around him, like five planets orbiting the sun.
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- War of the Spark, Chapter 49
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