The Penance Stare Unleashed

He had an innate sense for Evil Spirits. Like a living radar, he could pinpoint their location with ease.

Flames danced in the sockets of Johnny's skull. The chain writhed in his hand like a living thing, radiating suffocating pressure.

He sensed powerful Evil Spirits inside the mine, but he also noticed Wanda and A2 blocking the entrance.

Though he had never met them, he sensed considerable energy from both women, especially the Chaos Magic surrounding Wanda.

By his blunt reckoning, anyone with that much power was no ordinary human. She was most likely some kind of witch!

The silver-haired woman beside her gave off a strange aura, but she was no one to underestimate either.

Still, as the bearer of the Spirit of Vengeance, he had absolute confidence in his own strength.

And because he had a natural advantage against Evil Spirits, he assumed dealing with the ones here was his job.

"Stand aside, bystanders! The evil inside is mine to judge!"

Ghost Rider's low, rasping roar grated like sandpaper. It was a command that brooked no argument.

Wanda frowned slightly. She could tell the flaming skeleton before her was not a demon.

There was something almost rule-bound at the core of his power, but she disliked the domineering, violent aura around him.

"Bystanders? Are you talking to us?"

A2 stared at Ghost Rider without a trace of emotion. Cold by nature, she bristled with killing intent the moment she heard him speak.

"Is there anyone else here? Evil Spirits from Hell aren't something just anyone can handle. Move aside, or I'll judge you along with them!"

"Judge us too? You've got quite a mouth on you. It's been a long time since I met someone with so little regard for his life."

As A2 spoke, she raised a