Ceres of the Night

• Unevolved

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  4

  Clash: Deal 2 damage to the enemy follower.
  At the end of your turn, restore 2 defense to your leader.

  The sweet nothings you whisper are a red rose—passionate and direct. But I am a blue rose, and we are simply much too different. If you're still after me anyway, then I beg you to please love all of me.

• Evolved

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  6

  (Same as the unevolved form.)

  Blue is the color of the cold night, and red is the color of warm flesh. Haha—surely you'll allow me a nibble. After all, the night has only begun. You will love all of me, won't you?