Niv - Hologram

When Ral Zarek entered the aerie of his guildmaster, the dragon was looming over his blueprint, a three-dimensional model of Ravnica's Tenth District that was made of streaks of pulsing light. The model was tiny compared to Niv-Mizzet's bulk, and it made Ral think of a child peering into a dollhouse, the dragon's great eye sweeping through the miniature streets, his face lit in purples and pinks by the thin edges of light that de- fined the space.

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Gatecrash: The Secretist Part 2, Chapter 1