Surprise does not find his face when the spotted stallion speaks of his fated powers still at work. He couldn't say that a warmth in his chest didn't plume at Oaks reply. Perhaps it had been by his own hand the stallion's disease accelerating powers still exist just as much before. His expression does not show his true satisfaction though.
Looking upon the corpse of what could be a fish of sorts, Oak's comment causes him to laugh. The observation of their likeness doesn't cause the undead thing to grimace in horror. No, he rather liked the comparison. Even if one was past this world and he was as lively as ever.
The dark tangles of his mane whip about as the sea breeze picks up. The sudden gust of air causes him to choke on the salt forced down his throat, or so he thinks. It is enough of a disruption that he feels nothing of the disease Oaks has unknowingly concocted inside of him.
With a snort, recomposing himself from the upheaval caused by the wind, his glowing eyes find the stallion again. "Just keep practicing your control friend. It'll come only with time and effort," his advice is only offered for his own benefit, fore if the stallion could master such a power he could be of great use to the kingdom of Carnage.
His head turns to look down the beach. Their world had been idle for far too long and there was an itch deep within him that needed scratching. Ideas swirl within his mind and only one tugs at his blackened heart. It was time to rise an altar for the dark God.
A devious grin finds his tattered lips and without another word the zombie drags himself back in the direction in which he'd come.
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Oaks So I guess he is going to go find a good sacrificial altar spot for Carnage and die on it from the disease Oaks created lol "I'm a sacrifice!" xDDD
Possesses health transference
and may steal your health.