She did the same, charging at him, but leapt up at the last second, attempting to bring her back hooves down on his head.
James fell face first to the floor sliding. He got up slowly shaking his head, "I will...have my revenge... On every single pony that lives here for as long as I live..."
"Maybe only the dead can kill the dead," said Maya, turning to face James. "Wanna meet the other dead stallion? You'd get along great!"
The entire chamber went pitch black for a second. When the light came back, something very cold was standing right behind James.
There was a large stallion, about 5'7", staring at him. He donned a hooded, black leather jacket, shrouding most of his body, with oddly-shaped spikes going down the outside of the forelegs, and several straps on the shoulders, keeping the jacket in place. The jacket likely served as a light armor. Though most of his face was obscured by the hood, it could be seen that he had a light grey coat, black goatee, and long, black, wavy mane extending down from both sides of the hood. This stallion reeked of formaldehyde.
James stared....(undeeer taker) James walked backwards away from the stallion.."who the buck are you?"
(You have Kane, seems fitting) The stallion took a few slow steps towards James, saying nothing, showing no emotion.
He left a giant crack on james mask as james fell into the floor, james shook his head, "is that the best you got you son of a gun..."
James quickly got away from his landing zone making him flop the floor, James then ran towards Maya, "FIGHT ME YOU COWERD DONT BRING OTHERS THIS!" He screamed running towards her.