Терон Кровожад

Breathing is a bad habit.

Let's see what secrets we find.

Take it and grow strong.

In death is power.

Vengeance!

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Greetings.

Well fought. I may have a use for you one day.

A mistake? No matter.

You will show the proper respect!

I thank you for that.

Sorry.

We will meet again someday.

Dead I am indeed, but not gone.

There's little time.

Let's think…

Yes… Yes.

Now, my tactics…

I must watch my cards.

No cards?

Give me a weapon!

Mana! I need more mana!

It has attacked.

My attack has come.

It must prepare itself.

Too many cards!

There are too many minions in the field.

It hides like a coward.

No.

It's out of reach.

First I must teach the taunting one respect.

That won't work.

The wheel of death spins once more.

With each year, the wheel spins.

Teron Gorefiend has returned!

You cannot hide from winter's chill.

It cannot be!

With each year, the wheel spins.

Burn. Burn it all down.

We sail beyond death itself!

You know nothing of what you fear.

Spring, life, hope—all meaningless in the face of death.

Yes?

Ah, my old teacher. Much has changed since last we saw one another.

Death Incarnate has been released upon the world!

I told you. Death is an old friend to me.