"Hahah, stop! That tickles!" giggled Ram, as another spirit passed through him.
"Don't worry, Ram, I'll get those sacks of spirit shit some of my Lazors! SHOO DA---
"NO! You fool! If you blast in here, the whole place will collapse on us!" cried American Paladin, clamping the cat's mouth shut.
"Yeah, besides, these things are harmless! They pass right through us." Ram said, holding in his laughter as yet another spirit passed through.
"Well, that could be dangerous. Who knows what those things have been through?!" cried Splazor Cat, eyeing the ghosts. "They might be leaving dirt or something in your esophagus! And we all know what that will do."
"No,seriously, nothing to worry about. These spirits have almost have no power in the mortal realm. Heck, the only thing that they can do is pick up things that way less then half a gram! What are they going to do, chuck pebbles in our eyes."
"That," American Paladin said, "Or create a vortex of deadly glass shards able to rip into soft flesh, tearing an unprotected animal to shreds."
"Yeah, and where are they going to find glass in the middle of....oh." Ram turned to see 3 spinning cyclones of glass, all slowly coming toward the heroes.
"...Who you going to call?" Splazor Cat said while backing away from the spirits.