Worthless Son
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Worthless Son
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Worthless Son

When Worthless Son enters the battlefield, each opponent discards a card.
{b}{b}, {t}: Target opponent discards a card.
Even their clothes were stained with the
fat-grease from the sacrifices they ate. They
lounged in the shade, picked at their teeth-but their smirks were all too clear.

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