Deadapult

Zombies as ammunition: that is the line of design this card draws, and it draws it bluntly. The repeatable two-damage shot is cheap, but it eats a body each time, which turns every dead-end or chump-blocked zombie into another activation and asks the deck around it to keep a steady supply coming. That requirement is what makes the card more than a slow burn engine. It wants tokens, recursion, and creatures that already plan to die: a zombie that has done its job in combat is suddenly worth two damage to the face or a problem creature, and the sacrifice cost means an opponent's removal spell can be answered by cashing the target in before it resolves. The instant-speed activation matters most here, letting it act as a combat surprise or a reactive damage source rather than a sorcery-speed clock. This was a payoff for the black-red zombie strategies of its era, the kind of build that treats its graveyard and its battlefield as the same resource pool. On its own it is a slow drain; wedded to a sacrifice-fueled tribal deck, it becomes the closer that converts overextended boards into reach. The design has aged into a recognizable shape: aristocrats wanting every creature death to mean something, with the tribal restriction here narrowing the engine to one specific source of fuel.