Вор времени Рафаам

Time will not heal your wounds.

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It is I, Rafaam!

Worthy of a supreme rival!

Well, a first time for everything.

Your future is not looking good.

I will return the favor... when the time is right.

You'll be--I mean, I am sorry!

Back to the scheming-board!

Just in time to witness my genius.

Time is running out.

Hmmm…

Must… destroy…

Chaos…? Yes, chaos…

Low on cards? What a tragedy!

My deck is gone!? How could this happen?

I don't have a weapon.

My mana is all gone!

My minion already attacked.

I can't attack again.

That minion will be ready next turn.

I have too many cards as it is!

No room for more minions. How dare this game limit my evil?

A stealthed minion? Of course it would hide from me!

I can't play that.

Even I can't target that.

I have to take out that taunt minion first.

It can't be done!

The supreme archeologist... of all time!

A new year brings a new evil plan!

You mean MY genius.

Deck the halls with boughs of EVIL! It’s Winter Veil, everyone!

Almost as impressive as myself!

A new year brings a new evil plan!

Let the FestEVIL begin! <Wicked laughter>

I'm the Supreme Arrrrrcheoligist, bilgerat! Yer treasure is mine!

What's your Hallow's End costume... heroism?

I am the supreme archeologist… of Noblegarden eggs!

Only one can be supreme.