Stepping forward, Corvus clapped his hands together before rubbing them slightly. Bowing his head, he interlaced his fingers as he slowly drew apart his palms until his hands were making a sphere. He stayed like that for a few moments, making a show of "gathering energy" before finally thrusting his hands forward and launching the invisible, and non existent, energy towards the charred corpse of the titanic turtle.
Grasping at the air, he moved his hands like he was commanding an orchestra of the dead. His arms tensed and shook, as if they were bearing a heavy load and could barely manage to keep it in the air, as the creature's body began to twitch and move ever so slightly.
He was making a good show of struggling to turn the corpse into one of his undead minions, all while Seth secretly sent his threads over to actually take control of it.
At least, that's how it started.
