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<attack exertion>

<death sound>

That was... unfortunate.

You are victorious... this time.

Time is short.

Such choices...

<exasperated sigh>

Hm...

I am low on cards.

I do not have any cards!

Give me a weapon.

I need mana.

That one already attacked.

My dear, I am EXHAUSTED!

No, no, that one must rest.

My hand is too full.

I have too many minions.

That one is in stealth.

I cannot play that.

I require a target!

Do you see that fool taunting me?

Out of the question.

Happy New Year!

No one holidays like the Highborne!

Happy New Year!

I’d like to pour some cold water on this ridiculous Fire Festival.

Yer all landlubbers to me!

It is Hallow’s END? I was there when Hallow’s BEGAN!

You call THIS Noblegarden? All the nobles are under the sea!

Death's greetings to you.

You are a survivor.

Was that foolish?

You will rue this day.

Accept my thanks.

Only death is colder than the depths.

Death? I've survived worse.

I was bound for both.

Chilling.

We have met before.