Four spirits

Author's Note: I am trying to help you become familiar with the Spirits, as there is always a loop when they are mentioned. Next, we will discuss the energy levels.

The barkeep's trembling hand pointed them toward the door at the back of the inn, his face pale as sweat dripped down his temple. Pride turned without a word, leading the group toward the narrow hallway. The air in the inn seemed to freeze, its patrons shrinking into their seats, afraid to even breathe too loudly.

But just as Pride reached for the door, Wrath stopped and turned back.

The barkeep's fear-stricken eyes locked with Wrath's. "Thank you," Wrath said, his voice almost mocking. Then, without hesitation, he lunged forward, his hand gripping the man's throat and crushing it with a sickening snap.

Blood splattered across the counter as the barkeep's lifeless body slumped to the floor. Gasps and muffled screams broke out among the patrons, but none dared to intervene.