Xantcha - Decapitates Phyrexian Priest

"Where have you been?" it asked in a Phyrexian whisper that could have been mistaken for insects buzzing.

"Waiting," Xantcha replied with a newt's soft inflection. Waiting to see what would happen next.

It came faster than she'd expected. There was a priest of some new type inside those robes, and its staff was as false as its face. A web of golden power struck her armor. The priest wasn't expecting surprises, not from a newt. Xantcha kicked it once in the mid-section and again on the chin as it fell. Its head separated from its neck, leaving its flesh-face behind. Xantcha understood instantly why Urza could not purge his brother's last memory from his mind. She reached for the not-wooden staff and realized, belatedly, that there'd been witnesses.

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Chapter 12