Dreadhorde - The Elderspell

Before he could even admit to himself that he wasn’t going to brave the plaza for that dubious goal, something caught the corner of his eye. Some kind of magical flare rose up from the dragon’s throne.

A signal, maybe? Or a spell?

Prior to anything else happening, Dack was overcome by a sudden sense of dread that chilled his bones and all but paralyzed his movement. This was worse than the lights that had summoned him back to Ravnica from Innistrad. This was primal, an elder magic, like nothing he had ever encountered before.

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War of the Spark, Chapter 27