With a thunderous boom—such a sound was no easy thing to produce in Mars's thin atmosphere—the mysterious evil spirit wreathed in red mist was sent flying more than ten meters by a single smack from Vivian's frying pan. It left a black scorch mark across the ground, riddled with traces of corrosion and decay. Vivian herself had yet to react; she had swung the pan entirely on instinct and ended up startling herself instead. "What is this?!"
She began coughing as soon as she finished speaking. Although the thin, unbreathable Martian atmosphere was not fatal to otherworldly beings, it was far from comfortable. "Cough, cough... Why is the air here so awful...? Where did you all run off to?"
"Put on your life-support collars!" Hao Ren shouted in warning, but there was no time to explain in detail. "Careful! That thing's coming again!"
The evil spirit had naturally suffered no real injury from being bizarrely sent flying by a frying pan. After rolling across the ground several times, she shot back into the air. Her long red hair danced in the air without any wind, while the chill and red blood mist surrounding her nearly formed a tangible storm. However, she was no longer as imposing as she had been at first. Upon seeing Vivian, a flicker of hesitation finally appeared in the darkly glowing eyes of the evil spirit. She let out an agitated shriek and darted back and forth through the air, as though trapped in a state of utter confusion. Everyone was baffled by the situation but did not dare approach rashly, so they could only watch the monster run amok from the sidelines. Vivian, meanwhile, frowned and instantly transformed into her Vampire form, with the same chill wind and bloody mist swirling around her. "...What is