Their opponent was a Hateful Evil Ghost.
In life, it had died a miserable death after being betrayed by both its closest family and lover. Its overwhelming resentment had transformed it after death into a vicious spirit wreathed in ghostly blue flames. It lurked here, attacking any living thing that approached.
The temperature inside the room was extremely high, and the air warped from the heat.
The evil ghost floated in midair, letting out a shrill howl. Blue flames roiled around its body, scorching the ground black.
"Sam, hold it down!"
Dean let out a low roar, already aiming the Colt Handgun enhanced by angelic power in his hand.
Sam's gaze sharpened as his right hand clawed forward through the air. The demonic power fused within him surged out, transforming into several translucent black energy chains that, like living pythons, instantly coiled around the Hateful Evil Ghost's body.
The flames around the evil ghost violently clashed with the black chains, producing a sizzling burn. Its movements abruptly stalled.
Now! Dean pulled the trigger.
Bang!
A bullet condensed with a faint white glow shot from the barrel, piercing straight through the evil ghost's chest.
It was not physical damage. The bullet acted directly upon its spirit body. The evil ghost released a pained shriek, and its body instantly became far more insubstantial, nearly collapsing.
"Roar!"
The evil ghost struggled wildly, trying to break free from Sam's restraints.
Dean did not hesitate or give it a chance to catch its breath. He holstered the handgun and drew the Demon Dagger with a backhanded motion.
His legs exploded with force. Like a tiger pouncing on its prey, he charged at the evil ghost with unstoppable momentum.
Man and ghost crossed paths.
The Demon Dagger in Dean's hand drew a cold black streak through