Witches of the Split-Eye Coven speak of a future when Grixis will overflow with life energy. For now, they must harvest vis from the living to fuel their dark magics.

"Which do you deserve, the heft of a femur or the graceful sharpness of a forearm? Decisions, decisions . . ."

—Gisa the Mad

Witches of the Split-Eye Coven speak of a future when Grixis will overflow with life energy. For now, they must harvest vis from the living to fuel their dark magics.

Witches of the Split-Eye Coven speak of a future when Grixis will overflow with life energy. For now, they must harvest vis from the living to fuel their dark magics.

Vastly outnumbered, the Zendikari found creative ways to even the odds.

Witches of the Split-Eye Coven speak of a future when Grixis will overflow with life energy. For now, they must harvest vis from the living to fuel their dark magics.

Vastly outnumbered, the Zendikari found creative ways to even the odds.

"I will make your bones into a weapon that will lay even the mighty low."

—Modriss of Zargoth Fen

"I will make your bones into a weapon that will lay even the mighty low."

—Modriss of Zargoth Fen

"Which do you deserve, the heft of a femur or the graceful sharpness of a forearm? Decisions, decisions . . ."

—Gisa the Mad

"Steel may be more durable, but nothing channels the spite of the unjustly dead like bone."

—Braids

"Looks like they're just piling on now."