"Ha, it hurts so much—"
The vengeful spirit twisted like a snake, crawling toward the living.
Blood dripping on the ground quickly flowed toward Ito Tatsushi.
During its crawl, the spirit raised its head, its lips, swollen as if from repeated beatings, wriggled as if wanting to say something.
But as soon as it opened its mouth, only blood poured out, no words could be uttered.
"Master Ito, this thing is dangerous," Fujiwara Reya tactfully suggested, "why don't you step back and let me handle it?"
"I, I... I'm not scared!"
Though absolutely terrified, Ito Tatsushi shouted in a show of bravado!
After a brief pause, he fumbled to pull out a bundle of Spirit Talismans.
Then, as if they were free, he threw all sorts of Spirit Talismans in his hand out all at once.
He cast spells with all his might, the talismans turned into dazzling lights, hitting the spirit, making it writhe in pain and howl incessantly.
