Тюремщик

On my command!

From barren soil, the dead will rise.

Submit to your final rite.

The dead are mine!

Let us gather their souls... together.

Your sentence is extended!

Bear witness!

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Hail, lost soul.

I find your spirit worthy.

A flawed move.

All that you know will be undone!

I thank you.

I offer my regrets.

I yield.

Reality must be remade.

My turn's end draws close.

Interesting…

I must consider.

I wonder…

Few cards left.

I have no cards!?

I have no weapon.

I require more mana.

It has already attacked.

I cannot strike again.

Leave it to rest another turn.

I cannot hold more.

My forces are at capacity.

That minion is hidden.

Unplayable.

A poor target.

Dispatch the taunt minion.

No.

Death comes for the soul of your world!

Happy new year!

I will see it done.

Winter Veil? What a peculiar ritual.

How striking.

Happy new year!

Who brings this firelight to my darkness?

All arrr unworthy of joinin' me crew!

What truly scares you this eve?

I have no time for festivities.

Are any truly "found"?

You will serve me again, in time.

Would you see me in chains once more, Prince?

What has become of your loyalty?

Have you considered my offer?

Your cycle will end.