К'Тун-переросток

Breathe deep of the spores.

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My vines welcome you.

Your strength grows, but not fast enough to save you.

Chaos cannot be tamed.

However long you toil I cannot be uprooted.

Your work spreads the seeds of corruption across the land.

I will never apologize.

Slumber once more.

The seed of chaos is already sprouting.

Time is fleeting.

Contemplation.

Are you thinking?

Make your choice.

There is one path.

Your deck abandons you.

I am unarmed.

I am manaless.

That one attacked.

I already attacked.

Give that one time.

Your card...burns.

Your minions betray you.

That minion has Stealth.

That cannot be played.

I need a target.

A minion with Taunt is in the way.

Errors upon errors.

My roots are already deep within you.

With the new year, I will wake.

Its growth will cover this world.

Happy holidays.

Great strength.

With the new year, I will wake.

A festival in my blazing eye.

Black Flag, Black Empire.

Ghouls dance in your nightmares.

Your eggs...shall crack.

You will never leave them.