Сумеречный отец Бенедикт

Be healed, my child.

Be reborn in the Twilight.

My masters banish you.

There is power to be found in darkness.

Come, servants of the twilight!

Drown in shadow!

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Light be with you.

Well fought.

Hm. A mistake.

The Light will consume you!

I'll remember this.

My apologies.

It's not yet our hour.

I serve this world's true masters.

Little time remains.

Consider the options...

I must act carefully.

Let me think...

My cards are dwindling...

I have no more cards.

A weapon! At once!

I need mana.

That servant has already attacked.

I have made my attack.

It must prepare.

I have too many cards.

There are too many minions.

It's shrouded in darkness.

That can't be done.

It's beyond my reach.

The taunting one must die first.

I can't.

No Light, only power.

Let us be hopeful for the new year.

I will share in their glory!

In the depth of winter we cling to hope.

Impossible!

Let us be hopeful for the new year.

Let the skies burn.

We sail for the End Time!

The shadows draw close this time of year.

The Light renews us each spring.

May our faith guide us.

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The Hammer will break this world!

Burn this world as you promised.

Our true master!