Jason wore a sleek, silver-trimmed tunic. A pair of custom-forged longswords rested comfortably on his hips. Back on Earth, Jason had been the star quarterback of their high school.
He had spent four years forcing Red to complete his math assignments under threat of physical violence, frequently tripping Red in the crowded cafeteria and laughing as Red's lunch spilled everywhere.
Now, fueled entirely by Red's stolen soul mass, Jason moved with enhanced grace and arrogant confidence. His eyes practically shined with the golden life force ripped from Red's chest during the summoning ritual.
Beside him, Chloe adjusted the straps of her deep blue spell-caster robes. She carried an ornate staff glowing with a bright sapphire light. She had been the head of the prom committee back home.
