Стимпанковская Лана'тель

Your have breathed your last!

Such a waste.

Yes... feed my precious ones!

No use crying over spilled blood!

I know I can be... cold-hearted.

Power courses through my veins!

Like clockwork!

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So good to see you.

You handled that admirably.

What in the blazes?

Don't worry if you get hurt. I'll stitch you right up again...

Thank you.

I'm sorry.

How... unfortunate

My focus is unmatched!

Get moving!

How to punish them?

Curious…

I wonder…

I am running out of cards!

My cards are depleted.

I need a weapon.

I need more mana.

That minion has attacked.

I can't bite twice.

That minion needs time.

There's no room in my hand.

There are too many minions.

The enemy is stealthed.

I can't play that.

I can't target that.

I am being taunted.

I can't do that.

With the right degree of precision, anything is possible.

Happy New Year!

Until now...

A cold Winter Veil to you.

Blimey!

Happy New Year!

Fire Festival is upon us.

Arrrrr.

Hallow's End will be your end.

Noblegarden brings new prey.

It feels like I already did.

I serve another now.

I will not hold back, master.