The reaction he receives is quite satisfying. Anger, as hot as the flame, burns within the large bay. He wasn't sure Jack had it in him and yet here it was.
The stallion speaks of the death that begins to wrap around them. The grin on his face grows when Jack lashes out, his own ears perking forward in amusement. "Because Jack, I am the Chosen to harbor such a curse... Be glad it is not you," his head rises proudly, stepping nearer to Jack. "Fore without the darkness, you would not know the light. Without sadness you would not know joy. Without evil, you would not know good," he says in a maliced whisper before simply turning to walk off into the shadows for which he came...
Possesses health transference
and may steal your health.