How Are We Supposed to Handle This?

An ugly face bulged directly out of Donnie's shoulder. Donnie's expression remained cold as he lowered his head and calmly examined the thing. "Is this your plan to turn things around? Possess me and hide from the Spirit of Vengeance's sight?" Donnie sneered. After the writhing mass fell silent for a moment, the pair of eyes on the emerging face opened, glowing with an eerie light as they met Donnie's gaze. "I never intended to rely on that thing Tri-Gong Demon to defeat the Spirit of Vengeance...