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For hundreds of years Ugin slept, encased in the cocoon of stone and magic Sarkhan had created using a shard of a Zendikari hedron. As Ugin lay dormant, his spectral guardians kept vigil.

"Wherever I walk, the ancestors walk too."

The fastest way across the dunes is above.

"Hold the line, for family and the fallen!"

"When one of us prospers, the pride prospers."
—Jazal Goldmane

Every tear shed is a drop of immortality.

As demons are drawn to suffering, angels are drawn to acts of benevolence.

Even the wicked have nightmares.

Mirrodin's deepest caverns conceal its brightest hopes.

A golden helix streaked skyward from the Helvault. A thunderous explosion shattered the silver monolith and Avacyn emerged, free from her prison at last.

Although the door is flimsy and the lock pathetically small, Josuri's family never fears the night outside.

"I carry the light of truth. Do not pity those it blinds, for they never had eyes to see."

"We are a clachan of smiths. The forge is as comfortable to us as a small fire during a cool winter's evening."

"The tools of evil are mere things. And like all things, they cannot last forever."
—Song of All, canto 881

He vowed he would never rest until he reached his destination. He doesn't know how right he was.

He has spent years training his eyes and ears to detect the subtle signs of a dragon's approach.

"The Gitaxians whisper among themselves of other worlds. If they exist, we must bring Phyrexia's magnificence to them."

When the earth shudders, the sky overflows.

"I was told these were standard issue. Do I look standard to you?"

"May the Ancestor strengthen my hand and guide my blade."
—Nomad war prayer

"Swords, to me! We must engage their line to protect our archers and mages. Let no one fail this task!"

Beneath the gaze of angels, only the righteous may stand without fear.