【5】CultivatigBuddistArts,StrikigDowteEvilofteGostPa

llengingstrrow.

    Itriedtotakeitbysurprise,suppressingmyauraasIapproached.Maybeitdidn’tknowIcouldseeit,ormaybeitthoughtIwastoughtodealwith—itjustsme.

    Itsfacewashorrifying—crackedopenwoundsrevealingbosmouthtorntotheearswithjaggedteethexposed,twincrimsonghost-firesburninginitshollowsockets.Itlookedexactlylikeademonthathadjustcrawledoutofhell,radiatinganicymalevolechilledmyspine.

    Icouldn’ttakeitanymore.Fearsurgedthroughme—ifIdidn’tmovenow,I’dcolpsefromdread.

    “VajraTeique—se!”

    Justintime.Myblowstruckbeforeitcouldreajuringitbadly.Theghosthowled,thenfled.

    “Hey!Coward!”Isho