Like An Owl

"Hum… Loimos?"

"Yes?"

"So what can you still do from your infinite repertoire inside a living's body?" asked the assassin, honestly curious as for now, he had only shown things that could hardly be stripped away, one's control over the intent they gave out was linked to their person and self-restraint after all, and also, he had demonstrated strength and precision, but that was a given since his physical body had moulded itself after his dead soul.

"I saw that you could still manipulate your body and all… And I assume that what you stuffed inside your skull is being decayed?"

"Indeed, I can not freely create rot here, as you could guess from this, if my most core ability is blocked off, then everything else is at least greatly suppressed as well, I will have to rely on this realm's ways of power"