"Such is not possible, no matter how much one might wish it otherwise." the Spirit of Vengeance said. Did he sound...wistful?

"My time here is done." the Rider said, stepping off of his bike.

Suddenly, the flame on his head vanished and he fell to his knees. Little by little, hair, organs and flesh regrew; as soon as vocal cords were available, the young man began to scream in pain as his eyes regenerated and his nerve endings sang with renewed feeling.

Tommy Templeton lay on the ground before Caroline in short order, exhausted from his transformation. He struggled to catch his breath as he looked up at the woman.

"This...is not usually how I meet women."