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"No. I'm already dead. Why would it matter?" Narrowleaf said.
"Maybe I stepped out of line. But I... I'm clearly haunting somepony. Why else would I be here?" Narrowleaf replied, trying to keep his cool.
"And the last time I checked, me and Brisk were the alphas. Now back down, omega." Narrowleaf said.
"No. I wouldn't. But that's not what happened." Narrowleaf replied.
"Alright. I'm sorry. I had my own point to prove." Narrowleaf replied.
"..And remember everypony, I'm not royalty. If any of you even thinks about turning against us, I will personally rip you to pieces." Narrowleaf said.
The ink around Narrowleaf melted away, revealing his spirit.
Narrowleaf spit the pegasus out. "Fine... Only because you say so, Brisk..."
Narrowleaf grabbed him by the tail. He put the young pegasus in his mouth, a loud crunch silencing the crowd. "I warned 'im."
"And you'll make a great snack if you don't shut up!" Narrowleaf taunted.
Narrowleaf lowered his head, close to the colt's. He let out another roar, spraying ink all over the colt's head. "All of you, one at a time!"
Narrowleaf noticed the angry crowd. He dropped from the sky, roaring at the crowd. "Back off! All of you!"
Narrowleaf didn't reply. He just flew back to the castle, hoping Bolt would follow the trail of ink.
"I thought I might as well tell you." Narrowleaf replied, transforming into an ink dragon and flying off.
"Wh-what?" Narrowleaf asked. "You really should be cured. Both of you. Some citizens just tried to kill Brisk."
"It's me.. Kinda." Narrowleaf replied, voice echoing inside the suit.
(Telekinesis is moving objects. I think you mean "Telepathy".) Narrowleaf ran off to find the other two, armor clanging.
"I'm going to look for the other two." He said, releasing control of his corpse and animating a decorative suit of armor. "Whatever you do, don't...
"Well... If you want, I'm right here." He replied.
"How would you know if you haven't tried?" He replied, laughing.
