Денатрий из салуна

You will all suffer!

I will cut you down!

None will survive!

Pain cleanses the soul.

Kneel!

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Tally-ho!

A delightful duel!

That must have been a mirage?

You are but dust in the wind!

My sincerest thanks.

Terribly sorry.

I surrender.

I have arrived, let the atonement begin.

I have little time.

Skewer, slice, or slash? How to decide…

What to do, what to do…

Hm…

I am getting low on cards.

All out of cards!

I need a weapon.

I must have more mana.

It cannot attack yet.

Me? I already attacked.

It is not ready.

My hand is too full.

There is no space.

That one hides from my gaze.

I cannot play that.

It is beyond my reach.

Another fool is taunting me.

Absolutely not.

The air of this lawless wasteland is filled with sin!

Happy New Year!

Happy New Year!

For your sake, I hope it is quick.

This shall be a… jolly atonement! Hah!

A tremendous performance!

Hm, everything's on fire. Shall we carry on as usual then?

Ya regular pirates are nothin' but scurvy scum next to ghost pirate Denathrius!

Be warned—we venthyr are restless this time of year.

Be quick, so I can return to abolishing the horrid pastels of Noblegarden.

And to you!

You will regret your insolence.