Anomalie brûlegel (Frostburn Weird) - Magic the Gathering

Anomalie brûlegel
(Frostburn Weird)

Anomalie brûlegel
(Frostburn Weird)

Militante dryade

Faucheux des golgari

Mike Bierek

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0.03 Tix

Nom :

Anomalie brûlegel

Coût :

CCM : 2

Type / sous-type : Créature : anomalie

Rareté :

Commune

Faction : Ligue Izzet

Texte :

: L'Anomalie brûlegel gagne +1/-1 jusqu'à la fin du tour.

Maints chimistes, oublieux des innombrables machinations ourdies par leur guilde, préfèrent se consacrer à la création de l'anomalie parfaite.

Texte Oracle | Texte Imprimé | Texte VO

Force / Endurance: 1/4

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Edition

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#215

01/10/2012

2 Autre(s) édition(s)

	Pioneer Masters	#306	10/12/2024
	Ravnica: Clue Edition	#193	09/02/2024

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Gatherer | Scryfall | Moxfield

Pioneer Masters
10/12/2024

Ravnica: Clue Edition
09/02/2024 | 0.05 €

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Homeward path
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Home, where my love lies waiting in the weeds silently for me
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