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“Hmm. Then I guess you gotta go.” The man’s muscles, which were meek and slim, slowly expanded to the size of a large flatscreen television. “They call me Tank. You’ll see why,” Tank winded up a punch. Grian looked at his sides and noticed Flame’s men surrounding him, appearing, seemingly, out of nowhere. They blocked every exit except the one behind Grian. The grim reaper stood behind him. “See ya!” Tank shouted. He threw the punch and hit Grian, dead center. Grian propped his dagger in front

Grey was chasing after the spirit Spectre who was haunting people in alleyways at night. Grey was new to being an exorcist and this was his third case. He used himself as bait to lure out Spectre. He saw Spectre appear then he pulled out his crucifix and threw out bible bookmarks at the spirit. Spectre dodged the bookmarks and floated passed him. Grey wasn’t letting him escaped and so he chased after Spectre not letting him out of his sights. They were near a beach and there were stairs leading