Accelerate (1): Destroy an allied follower. Draw 2 cards.
Smear my name if you wish. Hate me all you want. Who cares how heavy my soul weighs in the balance? That voice in my head keeps chanting, "Fight. Win. Mow them down." If you want to stop me, be ready to wager your soul on the venture.
(Same as the unevolved form.)
I'm perfectly satisfied with what I have now. I don't need peace in the afterlife. What possible interest would there be in existing as a spirit bereft of flesh? I only feel alive when I'm swinging this blade anyhow.
/ 120 (Animated)