Cost

5

Strength

1

Health

1

Type

Creature

Faction

Harmony

Rarity

Mythic

Set

Core

Flavor Text

Imagine what it would take to conquer the territory between realms...

Lore

"Enough - I ask, 'What threatens us?' and you speak of gods... beings blinded by their own grandeur. We are poison to them; anathema." His students were silent. Their best trait. "No... the other day, our eyes met: the girl could see me. Threads of life and death run through her. She is wretched; not unlike myself. Bring my blade; I have sat for too long. I'd like to see her perform..." <i>Lore submitted by Saoirse</i>