Омен на Динофестивале

It never... ends.

The fel... spoils all.

Break them... the binds.

Accursed... duality.

Felflames... eternal.

Answer... the call.

<both voices howling>

<underlay sound>

Welcome to... The Festival.

Your skill... Is astonishing.

Even I... Make mistakes.

Do not disrupt... Our revels.

You have... My thanks.

Regretted.

Enough... no more.

Let's begin... The celebration.

Time advances... hasten.

Think... THINK!

Hmm…

This... or that?

The cards... they dwindle.

Nothing left... only fire.

No weapons.

Not enough mana.

Can't attack... not now.

Can't attack... not again.

Not ready... not yet.

Can't get cards... any more.

The field... is full.

It hides... a coward.

Not possible.

Can't strike... not that one.

Another taunts.

It can't be.

Is it time? ...For the Festival?

A new year begins.

It's almost time... For the parade.

A feast for all... on Winter Veil.

A sight... to behold!

A new year begins.

The torches burn... enjoy the festival.

Salty old dog... new tricks!

Hallow's End... has arrived.

A Noble... Garden?

We are here... To celebrate.

Hello again... old friend.

Hail... student of Cenarius.

Oh Xuen... much time has passed.