Zain
A shame indeed, he thinks with a sly grin.
He watches as Jack begins to gather apples and speaks of their impending leave. "Going so soon?" He prys, before looking to his son with his ember eyes. "I've been... around," he is vague on the details figuring neither Jack nor the child had the stomach for the truth. He moves to curl around the pair, his eyes narrowing on Jack.
His ears flicker to hear the colt's answer. "Ya Vic, what would you say to spending some time with your dear ole Dad?" He lowers his face to the boy's height, "We are a lot alike, you and I." The glow of his eyes matching that of Evictions. Tendrils of smoke rise from the opening throughout his body as his bodies heat intensifies. "I've got something to show you," the demonic grin curls his lip once again as he looks up to Jack, motioning the colt to watch.
His magic stretches from him. It is not the shadows this time, nor is it his health transference. It is his first magic, the one he had been cursed with since birth. The sickness spreads, shriveling the apples Jack gathered. Their shiny exterior turns muddy brown, their crisp interior turning to mush. He chuckles softly as the sickness begins to spread around them...
Possesses health transference
and may steal your health.