Decades upon decades of being dead, wandering the world as a lost soul, dealing with every type of being from angels to demons, and saving a countless number of souls from eternal damnation yet here Johnny was dealing with probably the most horrendous type of challenge he has ever encountered... puns. Letting out an audible sigh Johnny was able to swallow back the brit's oh so creative nickname and focus on his sword brandishing female counter part. "Spirt from the beyond?" Magic users were always a bit theatric Johnny thought as he processed everything. If he was going to take their word for it seemed that these two spell-slingers and Johnny were on the same side and that these demons were the culprits he sought. It also looked like there was another player, or spectator would be a better word given her commentary, amongst them and she was... different to say the least.
Though all these thoughts raced through his head Johnny's attention was then grabbed by a hellhound looking fellow being launched from a back room and shortly after followed by quite the hot head who looked like he was enjoying this mayhem a bit too much. Luckily like before it seemed that this was another ally, if any of them could even be called that, of Johnny's for the time being. But as what seemed to becoming quite the pattern now Johnny's thoughts were interrupted by the chaos going on behind him, watching the popcorn muncher take a table to the face was nearly bad enough but when one of the demon dogs tried to take a swing at him with a pool cue Johnny was officially pulled into the action.
"Really, a pool cue? That is your go to when it comes to fighting a ghost?" Johnny said as he crossed his arms and allowed the pool cue to pass straight through his body. The demon clearly undeterred attempted a few more futile strikes against Johnny, again each merely passing through his phantom form, before Johnny had enough. "You're out of tries pal, better luck next time." Johnny said before extending his hand towards the demon and letting out a wave of energy that would send the demonic hound flying and hopefully crashing into his shotgun wielding comrade.
Though all these thoughts raced through his head Johnny's attention was then grabbed by a hellhound looking fellow being launched from a back room and shortly after followed by quite the hot head who looked like he was enjoying this mayhem a bit too much. Luckily like before it seemed that this was another ally, if any of them could even be called that, of Johnny's for the time being. But as what seemed to becoming quite the pattern now Johnny's thoughts were interrupted by the chaos going on behind him, watching the popcorn muncher take a table to the face was nearly bad enough but when one of the demon dogs tried to take a swing at him with a pool cue Johnny was officially pulled into the action.
"Really, a pool cue? That is your go to when it comes to fighting a ghost?" Johnny said as he crossed his arms and allowed the pool cue to pass straight through his body. The demon clearly undeterred attempted a few more futile strikes against Johnny, again each merely passing through his phantom form, before Johnny had enough. "You're out of tries pal, better luck next time." Johnny said before extending his hand towards the demon and letting out a wave of energy that would send the demonic hound flying and hopefully crashing into his shotgun wielding comrade.