Axe Wielding Spirit

Orion was in his room, meditating. Inhaling and exhaling. Rubbing his hands until they smelled like fire. He made sure he drunk half a gallon bottle of water. He closed his eyes generating white aura around his body. He fell into the Astral Plane. He was surrounded by many evil Astral spirits that wanted to take his flesh and drain his soul. Orion ran towards a huddle of Astral spirits firing multiple beams at them. Blue blood was splattering everywhere. At least 100 spirits surround him. Orion punched the ground punching the ground causing a powerful shockwave to occur which wiped out the 100 Astral spirits. When Orion was about to leave, he could feel the ground shaking. He turned around and saw a giant evil Astral spirit holding a blood-drenched axe. "You must be the spirit that puts fear in the others." If I take you down they will no longer try to sneak out of The Astral Plane." Orion turned his hands his fists circling a white aura around them. He leaped towards Orion, rapidly punching after the giant axe-wielding spirit. Laughing could be heard. The spirit grabbed Orion beginning to squeeze him like a stress ball. Suddenly Orion generated double damage every around his body.