Fanfare: If only 1 other allied follower is in play, gain Last Words: Summon a Castor.
First I shall sing your praises, Pollux. Brilliant martial artist, you control the flow of battle. Even if ten thousand arrows were to strike you, you would walk away without a scratch.
Even though we're separated by that infernal place, we're still brothers and compatriots. My song for you ascends from the depths of the land and reaches the heavens, becoming a star whose light will never fade.
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