Mortal, first you must come to terms concerning the Enervations of Etherium. While I respect the Esperite's remarkable cunning and drive, they lack faith in their own flesh, tuned and perfected over the passage of eons. Who are they to proclaim their supercilious superiority over the meat machines that have powered their races to dominance before recorded history?
I shall not stand with such fallible beings. I am Temurzoa, Successor of Shapes, The Certain Dreamer, It That Supplanted Gelectrode In The Divine Spheres Known As MTGCardsmith, Supreme Servant of Amoeba Almighty, and Grand Poobah of That Which Should Not Be. 4/4 Flyers with Drawbacks cower in my presence! For I have conviction in my body, my purpose, my godliness!