"I have a plan to find and defeat Sheoldred," Karn said. "You wouldn't know if you were," Stenn said. Teferi had been Urza's student before Karn's birth. While Karn appreciated that Teferi defended him, he did not like being spoken of as if he weren't in the room, as if he were an object. Karn's the only one with immunity to the oil." "Even Planeswalkers can be corrupted now. Teferi craned his head as if still searching the ceiling for the Phyrexian spy-creature. "Why not tell us where it is now?" Jaya asked. His palms fizzed with magic as metal accrued. He held out his hands and drew particles from the aether, creating a small wire brush, identical to the one he'd used so many years ago, to clean himself after Urza sent him to war. He needed a cloth but could not generate one. He turned away so that the others could not see his face.
#Blood mage tower free#
Only he had the key that would end the tower's lockdown, and he would not use it, not until they'd captured the Phyrexian, and not until he knew for certain his companions-Jodah and Jaya, Teferi and Stenn-were free from New Phyrexia's influence. The dim yellow glow of the powerstone overhead illuminated a pedestal with a control panel beneath it.
He was locked into New Argive's watchtower, in a small circular upper room ringed in steel-shuttered windows. He wished to be working on research-if only he could lose himself in a mathematical formula's crispness, if only he could forget how it felt to have oil and blood drying on his body.