"Haunted Zyra blooms in the darkness. Clutching hands push through the earth to grasp her quarry. Gravestones sprout around them, transforming into dark entities that overwhelm her foes. With adversaries ravaged at her feet, a throne of phantom hands blossoms beneath her as she returns to base. Even in death, Zyra lays waste, blossoming from the dirt to heave one last bolt of haunted power at her enemies."
"When the sun sets and darkness creeps in, candlelight flickers and fires burn out, The Harrowing is nigh!"