【5】CultivatigBuddistArts,StrikigDowteEvilofteGostPa
t.Itsoundedeasyenoughatfirst…untilIgotthere.    “WhythehellisitStage2peak!?”Ishoutedindisbelief,staringattheghostfiftymetersahead.    Iexpectedearlyormid-stage,maybete-stageatworst—butpeak?    Tootetopin.Onlybychallengingstrrow.    Itriedtotakeitbysurprise,suppressingmyauraasIapproached.Maybeitdidn’tknowIcouldseeit,ormaybeitthoughtIwastoughtodealwith—itjustsme.    Itsfacewashorrifying—crackedopenwoundsrevealingbosmouthtorntotheearswithjaggedteethexposed,twincrimsonghost-firesburninginitshollowsockets.Itlookedexactlylikeademonthathadjustcrawledoutofhell,radiatinganicymalevolechilledmyspine.    Icouldn’ttakeitanymore.Fearsurgedthroughme—ifIdidn’tmovenow,I’dcolp