No Escape?

The Frost Mist quickly condensed into chunks of ice that rained down across most of Calderon City, built into the cliffs of the Leaky Sinkhole.

This sudden bout of extreme weather could not match a Demigod of the Sailor Pathway controlling hurricanes and torrential rain, but it was enough to snuff out any flame within its range. The Spirit World Marauder futilely kindled pale flames, trying to slip into them and jump away, but failed again and again. Instead, the hail knocked it off balance, nearly sending it tumbling from the sky.

Crack! A silver-white bolt of lightning burst forth nearby, took a strange, winding path through the damp, misty air, and struck the Spirit World Marauder's white robe. Strengthened by the surroundings, the electricity swept through the wraith's body, making it hiss and smoke as it plunged downward.

Holding the Word of the Sea cane, Klein brought the Spirit Body Threads into view. He fixed his gaze on the cluster of black threads that marked his target for the day and saw that it had suffered little damage. As it fell, it adjusted its course repeatedly and slipped into a cube-shaped building with several windows but no door.

Damn it. Inside that room, shielded from the hail and cold air, it can use Flaming Jump!

Klein's heart sank. Electricity lit up the triple Diadem on his head, and a spray of pale-blue droplets appeared at the tip of the Word of the Sea. They immediately swelled into enormous water balls that flew into the building through its windows and burst, sending mist billowing out where he could see it.

But Klein's heart sank further. The cluster of Spirit Body Threads belonging to the Spirit World Marauder had vanished from his sight.

*Judging by how it used Flaming Jump just