Гонк

It's coming.

My fangs are sharpest.

<_loud, echoing raptor roar_>

Come! Crush them!

Grow strong for the hunt!

All are part of the hunt.

<_roar_>

<underlay sound>

Good hunting.

You are worthy prey.

A mistake.

If you plan to run, remember I can open doors.

You have my gratitude.

I have wronged you.

This is pointless.

What brings you before the lord of the hunt?

It's time to strike.

I am planning my tactics.

I must think.

Think like prey...

I am low on cards.

I am out of cards.

Even I need a weapon for that.

That takes more mana.

That minion has attacked.

I've already struck.

It needs to prepare.

My hand is full.

The battlefield is crowded.

It's in hiding.

Some things are beyond even the Lord of the Hunt.

I can't get to it.

I must punish the insolent one first.

I cannot do that.

We have a bargain.

My blessing on the New Year.

I am not here to bargain.

Happy Winter Veil.

What skill!

My blessing on the New Year.

Happy Fire Festival!

Yarr, I be the lord o' the hunt.

Happy Hallow's End.

Happy Noblegarden.

I am the master of shapes.

<other sound>

You are bold to face me, priestess of Rezan.