Too busy in his own plotting he doesn't realize the faint glimpse of life attempting to hold on in the tree. His mind has already moved on to what they could destroy next!
His ember lit eyes search the area, finding a secluded nook of brambles not far from them. It wasn't as vibrant as this tree, had been, but it should suffice. When Oaks looks too him, he motions towards the area, "Let's try over there."
The undead thing is visibly in much better spirits than his comrade, but as they arrive to the patch of prickly stems with rosy flowers dotted about, he assures him this was all for the greater good.
Now standing before it he again instructs Oaks to close his eyes and visualize his magic in a more tangible form. All the while his own sickness leaches out and touches the nearest rose lightly. At first the pink petal browns, the first sign of its demise. Then again it begins to spread much faster than was natural, and his eyes widen with a lustful gaze. His tattered lips curl into the most sadistic of smiles as he watches it begin to consume the flora.
His joy is short-lived though, as suddenly there is a shift...
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Oaks Leaving it open ended for ya!
Possesses health transference
and may steal your health.