The ghost spirit's hiss turned into a shriek that shook the very walls of the cavern. Its serpentine body rose higher, spectral mist curling off its scales as it coiled with unnatural speed.
John immediately dropped into a combat stance, spiritual energy flaring around him.
The serpent lunged.
He dove to the side just in time, rolling across the stone as its massive body smashed into the ground where he stood moments before.
The impact sent cracks rippling across the floor, and a cold shockwave blew through the chamber.
John's eyes snapped open wide, his Spatial Sense had returned the moment the serpent fully awakened.
"Spirit Fruit Realm!"
The realization hit like a hammer to the gut. This wasn't just a ghost spirit, it was a beast two realms above him.
A slithering voice crept into his mind.
"You're just a seedling. Still soft, still green… let me show you despair."
The moment the words echoed, John's head jerked back as the spirit's mental pressure slammed into him.
