Артас-Тассариан

All shall suffer.

Do not be merciful.

Rise, and serve your King!

Destiny calls to you.

Conquer in my name!

Go forth and defile these lands.

Silence!

Frostmourne hungers.

You shall suffer!

Your soul is mine!

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Death comes.

Let this battle be a testament to your power.

That failure will echo through the halls of Eternity.

I shall lay waste to your home.

My gratitude is.. Eternal.

I regret that.

All life must end.

Darkness comes on cold winds.

I have but little time.

Hm…

Death calls...

My rule is eternal...

I am low on cards.

Out of cards!

I need a weapon.

I require more mana.

That servant already attacked.

I just made my strike.

That one needs more time.

My hand is full.

I have too many minions.

It hides from my gaze.

Impossible.

I cannot reach that.

That fool taunts me.

No.

Are you ready for the slaughter?

Happy New Year!

Happy New Year!

You will not weather the storm.

Celebration is the prelude to despair.

How can this be?

No fire can withstand the cold chill of the grave.

Death comes by land or by sea.

Death marches on the realm of the living.

There can be no spring in my endless winter.

And you will face it.

A great destiny awaits you...

Know your place, venthyr.

The past is dead.

You defy me, servant?

Bow before your master.

I will crush your defiance as I crushed your city.

You could not stop me then. You will not stop me now.