![]() Liliana could feel the weight of it lift from her cheeks slightly, its links floating against the force of gravity. A spray of sparks puffed from the equipment, but the circuit held.Ī blast of howling energy looped through the Veil. Geists shrieked through the tubes, filling the orb and the reinforced glass with electro-spectral screams. Writhing lassos of energy bloomed on the wires leading from the roof collectors, and the spirits of the dead followed immediately. Liliana's teeth clenched involuntarily as the surge came. ![]() "Now all we have to do is wait for a proximal bolt of-" ![]() Liliana could feel the links of the Veil touching the curves of her face. The witchbane orb hummed and dials flexed. Dierk nodded to him, and he slammed down the big lever. His larger eye shuttered for a moment like a reptile's. "Besides, we learn nothing by testing this on Gared." The wires dangled from the hanging points of the Chain Veil. "Pain is temporary," said Liliana, sitting back in the chair. "Then let us proceed." Dierk adjusted the goggles over his eyes. "Of course I do, madam," Dierk said, taken aback. "My friend recommended you because she thought you knew something about spirit inhabitation. "The flow of geist energy through the orb will thus act as a kind of spectral antenna, shunting the object's counterassault away from the subject, sublimating the backlash as harmless atmospheric static, circumventing all repercussions and thereby allowing free utilization of the artifact."ĭierk glanced at Gared and tapped his mouth with gloved fingertips. ".powered by the force of a lightning storm." "You don't have to warn me," Liliana said. But I feel obligated to point out that we'll be coursing an enormous dose of spectral energy directly into the artifact." "The collectors are raised, madam," the geistmage said. Gared held his hand on an appropriately sizable lever. Dierk's assistant, Gared, stood at the window, his one big eye switching back and forth between the equipment and the lightning storm outside the tower. The geistmage, Dierk, listed items to himself in a micro-whisper as he adjusted a series of nozzles and tightened clamps on the orb. The others in the tower with her had not displayed a fraction of the smarts of Cloak Boy, but they would have to suffice. And she could rid the Multiverse of her creditors once and for all. She wouldn't need the help of some mind mage who persisted in chasing some wild mystery across the provinces. If this worked, she could use the Veil safely. The Chain Veil was a potent weapon, but potentially deadly to its wielder. But she had to make sure she wouldn't die herself when she managed to face them. The lines in her skin matched the menacing light of the storm clouds outside. The etchings in her face were just visible through the Veil. Liliana Vess could almost see her reflection in the spectral-glass vessels where the wires led, and in the latticework of the witchbane orb on the windowsill, and in the conductive tubes that led out the window and up onto the roof. Thin metal wires hung from the points of the Chain Veil. Ever since she quarreled with Jace, Liliana has decided she can only rely on herself to face her demons. Meanwhile, Liliana has been in a tower of Vess Manor, probing the powers-and painful repercussions-of the Chain Veil artifact. Thanks to Nahiri's machinations, the Eldrazi titan Emrakul has been unleashed on Innistrad.
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