Henry Esprit
While replenishing my spiritual energy, I spread a little bit out to observe the battle between Elder Dakota and the Evil Ancient Spirit. The fight seemed to be at a stalemate, but the elder seemed to have a slight advantage.
He was landing blow after fiery blow on the ancient spirit, its body bursting and boiling from the heat of each attack. Steam rising from its body as it began to slowly evaporate.
The spirit tried to jump back and make distance, but the elder didn't let him. Matching its pace and continuing his assault. His attacks were ceaseless, the force from his punches going through it and forming craters in the ground behind.
"RAHHHH" The spirit jumped back once again and as Elder Dakota jumped after it, it let out a massive roar and burst out the full extent of its spiritual energy, destroying the ground below its feet.
