Simon, Destroyer of Trees

When Simon, Detroyer of Trees enters the battlefield, he flexes his muscles and each opponent's life total is halved.

As the sun sets, Simon, Destroyer of Trees feels lingering urges throughout his body. He slides his fingers around the dull handle and lifts his faithful companion. Its honed blade reflects the fading sunlight, and once again the night is young,
and Simon only knows one endeavour.