The New Spirit

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Ren held his kwan dao in front of him concentrating on the heavy rush of water from the cataract. He took a deep breath then with a swift movement, slice the waterfall in a crisscross pattern. He poised himself for another strike but as his spear hit the water, a spray of shattered ice flew into his face which he successfully blocked with his weapon. He glared at the blue-haired prankster who was snickering at him on top of a protruded stone from the waterfall.

Horo Horo slid down using his snowboard from where he was standing and landed on Ren's side. "I thought it would be easier for you to break the water if it's in solid form," he sneered.

"Bason!" Ren called for his spirit and pointed his kwan dao menacingly at Horo Horo. The Tao's eyes glittered with excitement.

"I'm ready when you are Master Ren," said the warrior spirit as he materialized beside the Chinese shaman.

"It has been a long time since we last dueled Shark-hair," the Ainu was feeling enthusiastic as well. "Bring it on!" Kororo, the tiny Koro Pokkuru spirit appeared by the ice shaman's shoulder.

Ren smirked. "I won't go easy on you."

"Over soul!" both shamans shouted at the same time.

At the forest near the waterfall...

"Mistress Jeanne, are you sure you want me to strike you?" Lyserg hesitated.

"My body has not reached its limit yet, Lyserg. For me to regain my lost spiritual powers, I have to endure a series of painful physical experience. It is only when I have reached enlightenment will my spiritual force overcome my physical weakness." Jeanne said in a pensive voice.

I wish she'd stop saying that. It's time for her to realize that she's no longer inside the iron maiden. The English shaman thought.

"Please Lyserg, I need to regain my powers."

"As much as I do not want to hurt you, Mistress Jeanne, here it goes. Morphine!" Lyserg threw his crystal pendulum at the fragile-looking girl in front of him. However, it missed her by a hair strand and struck instead the Afro-American shaman sleeping next to a dozing jaguar under the tree right behind her.

"What was that for?" Chocolove yelled while rubbing his forehead which bore an angry red mark.

"Oops, sorry, my aim was bad today," Lyserg bowed down his head but did not look apologetic.

Meanwhile, in another part of Osorezan, Yoh and Amidamaru had been walking quietly towards a cave where they're planning to train when the samurai spirit suddenly broke the silence.

"Master Yoh, forgive me for asking this. Mistress Anna seemed to have been ignoring me for quite a few times. Do you think she's mad at me?"

Yoh paused then turned to face the samurai spirit. "If there's one person she should be mad at, it should be me, Amidamaru. These things happened because of my weakness. I need to make it up to her. Will you help me?"

"I'll lend you all my powers Master Yoh." Amidamaru smiled.

"Let's hurry up! Everybody has started."

Back at the Asakura Itako Training Center...

"Hao's wife?" Tamao was dumbfounded from what she had just heard.

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