*reappears in the mortal realm with a postcard* Still not getting it young Spriggs. *pats Spriggs' head and ends up plowing her into the earth* Burning, shooting, cutting, banishing, its all been done to me before. There is but one way to be rid of me, but I will not speak of it as doing so would call into this realm destruction from creatures far worse than I could ever hope to be. *cut out for a second to Mr.Popo watering plants* And for the last time I have no spirit. T'is merely a form I assume for possession purposes.