Кирия Вайтмейн

What accursed artifact is this?

Arise, my champion!

All have been found wanting.

Pure souls will be reborn.

Let the Light reward the virtuous!

Burn, infidel!

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Yield to me!

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I welcome you to the Bastion.

You would do well in my service.

That's not quite right.

Your end draws close. Accept it.

I salute you.

I must apologize.

Victory is yours.

My ascent is near!

Time grows short.

Something must be done.

An impure strategy will fail.

I wonder…

My cards run low.

I have no more cards!

I am unarmed.

I don't have the mana that requires.

That crusader already made its move.

I must wait before I strike again.

Give that one more time.

My hand can hold no more.

The front lines are full.

That one hides from the Light.

I can't make that play.

I can't target that.

Another minion challenges me.

It's impossible.

Serving the Covenant is my crusade.

Bear witness to the Light of a New Year!

I'll soon see you fall.

I wish you a grand Winter Veil.

Heavenly!

Bear witness to the Light of a New Year!

Let the festival flames burn away the slothful!

There is no place for piracy in the charter of the Crusade.

Beware the dead that rise this Hallow's End!

The time has come for you to dye!

I have no time for these foolish festivities.

We need no introduction.

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Your time has come, murderer. Face me!

You left us to die, Proudmoore. Now it's your turn.

I will reduce you to cinders, Dreadlord.

You squander the blessings of the Light!