The rain fell in sheets and the wind howled through the trees as two figures flew through the forest, running so fast that their shadows blurred and streaked behind them. "Get back here!" Shouted the figure in the rear, launching a wave of black mana from his metallic right arm, lightning arcing between the Filigree. The figure in the lead slashed his left hand behind his back, creating a blade of white mana that sliced through the darkness, both natural and aethereal. Damnit, Bolas!, he thought. You knew this would happen... Tezzeret sneered as he saw his spell split in two, striking nearby trees instead of his target.
|MTG card art: Tezzeret, Agent of Bolas|
Tezzeret broke through the trees moments later, skidding to a halt at the edge of the cliff. Steadying his own heartbeat from the panic, he looked below. "Fool! You squander your rebirth!" He spat. It was then he noticed what the other was doing. As he fell, the masked runner punched his blue-aured fist below him and released it, both the fist and the aura. Below him formed a disk of filigree large enough to stand on. The wind resistance slowed him enough - just enough - to buy time. He concentrated more mana into the disk and it began to glow the same blue that his fist had. He continued to slow, and suddenly stopped. He tilted his head up at Tezzeret, and shifted his weight a bit. The aura around the disk intensified slightly, raising him back up to the cliff. He continued upward until he was staring down at Tezzeret, and came to a halt. "Tell master that if he-"
He was cut off by a bolt of blue and black mana that Tezzeret whirled up and blasted from the palm of his filigree arm. He clenched his flesh and bone left hand into a fist and grasped his wrist with his metallic right hand. More blue and black mana began to swirl around his fist as he reared back and then shot it forward. Instead of a wave of energy, this time shot forward a bird made of both feather and filigree. The strix blurred through the air, it's metal wings slicing through the sheets of torrential rainfall.
|MTG card art: Baleful Strix|
|MTG card art: Venser, the Sojourner|
He launched his left hand forward, shooting a wave of three magics at Tezzeret with such force that he couldn't move away in time. The magic exploded as it collided, sending rubble and dust into the air. Tezzeret hacked and coughed as he realized Venser had aimed for the ground below him. Even though the airborne debris was dying fast due to the rain, he felt the ground beneath him begin to shake. Out of instinct, he leaped back toward the treeline; as he landed, the ground where he had been standing crumbled and toppled down the cliff into the waves below. There was a loud sizzling in the air that caused Tezzeret to look back up at where Venser hovered; or rather, where he had hovered. As Tezzeret's eyes refocused on the sky, all he caught was a glimpse of a shadow dissipating into nothingness. Venser was gone.
"Blasted teleporter!" Tezzeret howled, his lightning arcing furiously. How was he going to report his failure to the dragon?