Shrock smiles,"Well then try this." He looks to the bald man and touches his shoulder with a claw. The man falls to the floor screaming as his skin turns a darkened purple. Torn wings sprout from his back and horns grow out his head and spine. He stands up and hisses at Mark showing his serrated teeth. "Filled with evil spirits he will not die like you think." said Shrock smiling,"And if he fails you will be faced with my wrath."