Yey or neigh?

Tabitha dropped the blank scroll and sat back with a sigh. "It is done"

Both she and Mort waited a few moments, watching in avid anticipation

Crusher slowly raised his glossy black head, and turned to look at them. Eerily, his lips parted with deliberate intelligence, his mouth opening slowly and a silken voice emerged

"Heed my words, mortals. You would do well to mark this day, for this was the day I ascended.

Know that Devils will think back to this day and prostrate themselves in fear. Angels shall weep blood and tear at their wings. Men will remember me with loosened bowels. Elves will stop in their tracks and sing their songs of mourning. Ogres will hold each other and wail. All will know of me, and that knowledge shall bring terror."

Crushers voice raised strongly, spittle flying everywhere

"I will walk all of the lands on all of the worlds. Trees will wither and die in my wake. Rivers will dry up. Mountains will tear asunder. Gods shall avert their gaze, as not to draw my attention. My merest touch shall destroy, and every breath shall kill.
All life in all the universes will gather to pay me homage. Mares shall line up to receive my seed, and my spawn shall form an army of hoof and flame. They will crush the spirit of all life ever. They will control it all, and they shall shape it and form it into something worthy of me."

Crusher dropped down into a conspiratorial whisper

"Consider yourselves fortunate, for you were the first to know of my glory. You two shall be amongst my most favoured servants."

Mort and Tabitha looked incredulously at each other for a long, awkward moment, before Mort abruptly landed a mighty blow to Crushers head.

"Shut up you stupid horse! Horses don't do stuff like that. You're going to carry me around and maybe bite people I tell you to, that's it"

Tabitha started to softly laugh "Sorry Mort, there is a reason why I don't dabble in the Druidic arts."

"I wanted Crusher to be cool and smart like that parrot Killingsworth has. You turned Crusher into a MASSIVE dick" Mort was arm-waving to emphasise

Tabitha was belly laughing by this point "Well, maybe it's just a bad first impression"

"Well, TURN HIM BACK!" Morts green face was turning a shade of purple.

"Whats done is done Mort. Channel that energy he has towards something useful and maybe he will turn out alright"

Mort sighed heavily before grabbing Crushers reigns. "Come on boy, it's time for you to poop"

"You shall yet live to regret your thoughtless words and actions, mortal" Crusher threatened

"Shutup. You used to be cool"