You see something creep by in your peripheral vision. You panic, and start walking faster, when you hear the shuffling of cards. By now, you're running. You think you sense sarcasm and rage, and a distinct distaste for organized religion. You suddenly realize you've heard stories of this happening. You reach into your pocket to grab the one thing you know can save you, as you start to pull your hand from your pocke-

A WILD MANBEAST TREVKOR HAS APPEARED.