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Burn as I once did!

Return to me.

Suffer!

Rise, my child!

I will have vengeance.

Feel my hatred!

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Witness the fall of Twilight.

You have done well.

You cannot make an omelette without breaking eggs.

My brood will gnaw your bones.

I so appreciate it.

Ugh. Apologies.

Don't think you've truly won.

Behold, power beyond your comprehension!

There's no time.

I've come too far...

I must think.

I cannot fail now.

I'm running out of cards.

I'm out of cards.

A weapon! Quickly!

I must feast on mana!

It's already attacked.

I've must rest.

It's newly hatched.

My hand is full.

There are too many.

I can't see it!

I can't do that.

I can't target that one.

No! The other one taunts me.

That won't work.

This world belongs to the ultimate dragonflight.

This will be the year of my victory.

Feed, my children!

Celebrate while you can, mortals.

Such power!

This will be the year of my victory.

It still burns.

We sail for the victory of Twilight!

You know nothing of true fear.

STAY AWAY FROM MY EGGS.

My brood will rise.

I should never have relied upon you.

It will be my brood that inherits this world, not yours.

Your plans are small-minded, daughter.