"The first thing I, Mr. Ghost from the Mountain of Leaving, do is revenge."
Mr. Ghost savored the bloody scent permeating the Black Prison.
The blood slowly evaporated into the air, being absorbed by the inscriptions on his body.
The red glow seemed to intensify.
"These people imprisoned in the Black Prison have been my neighbors for years." Mr. Ghost turned around, gazing at the enormous hole he had blasted in the elevator shaft with his power: "This is my parting gift to them."
With that, he stepped slowly toward the hole.
He lifted his right hand.
And slammed down his palm!
Boom!
The ground started to fracture.
Atticus Marsh tried to mobilize his Spiritual Power, but still felt dizzy, his head about to explode.
Luckily, the tremor lasted only a moment.
"I shattered their organs and their shackles." Mr. Ghost turned around, chuckling: "Would you say I am merciful?"
