'But it doesn't mean there's no way to deal with it.'
Val thought to himself.
He squinted. His eyes narrowed, focusing intently on what lay ahead, as he prepared to take action.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, while still facing forward, he threw a calculated punch backward with such speed it cut through the air.
He knew it was a risky move. After all, he didn't know whether attacking the ghost would activate a red flag or not. Not to mention, his sixth sense was giving him mixed feelings. But he had a gut feeling that it would work, and he had no better choice, so he went with it.
The ghost saw the incoming punch and just hovered there behind Val, not making the slightest move to dodge.
The ghosts in the fog were an ethereal entity, intangible to the physical world. Physical objects, whether they were living creatures or inanimate items, simply couldn't interact with them.
