The red Wine insedent: The red whine pours

Max gazed down at his immaculate outfit, admiring the way his shirt and vest fit perfectly. Even his little spider had a dapper bow tie. Suddenly, a violent apparition materialized in the manor. Without hesitation, Max grabbed some silver cutlery, steeling himself for battle. His trusty spider hung back, ready to absorb any stray magic.

 

For a time, Max held his own against the spectral intruder. But then, in a cruel twist of fate, the ghost spilled a glass of crimson wine on Max's pristine white shirt. In an instant, a seething rage overtook Max, and he saw nothing but red.

 

Eyes blazing with fury, Max unleashed a barrage of fiery projectiles, his spider hissing and spinning webs to trap those caught in the crossfire. Meanwhile, Max's shirt was soaked through with red wine, as he and his spider fought to vanquish their formidable foe.Max through silver cutlery right at where is soul would be as the spectral intruder disappeared the sevents at the manor would never be the same again.