[hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=6644ff]Jack Hawthorne[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/1071511694637006920/1107753925676900392/20230515_153755_0000.png?width=1111&height=625[/img][hr][b][color=6644ff]Location:[/color][/b] Limbo
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[b][color=6644ff]Spells:[/color][/b] Shadow [s]Scythe[/s] Spear???
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Watching the demons run away with their tails between their legs, Jack had half a mind to unleash the almighty Broken Comet on their heads just to know they wouldn't climb back up the moment he turned his back to them. Jack floated to the ground and laid a hand on Ananym's shoulder before she could fire one of those twisted spheres of hers. [color=6644ff]"We need to do something else right now, Ananym. These two are Annika and Madalyne. And this-"[/color] He turned to the two who joined him up here, [color=6644ff]"-Is Ananym. She is the daughter of a man named Belasco. I mentioned the Sorcerer Supreme of our world is dead currently, Belasco is the Sorcerer Supreme of [i]this[/i] world."[/color] If Jack had a nickel for every Sorcerer Supreme he was personally familiar with, he'd have two nickels. That wasn't a lot, but it was more than one.

[color=6644ff]"Ananym, it really is great to see you. I know it's been some time, but I'm quite concerned that you're here and not with your father. Does he know you're here? Is he looking for you? And more importantly, did those demons hurt you in any way at all? Because I [i]will[/i] scatter every last atom of their remains across the cosmos if they did."[/color] Jack threatened their collective demise with all the gentleness he had in his heart, but an equal amount of sincerity. [color=6644ff]"I wish we could've met under better circumstances, but-"[/color]

Something tugged at him from afar. Jack turned his eyes to some place in the liminal distance of Limbo's everchanging landscape. Whatever he was aware of held his attention for a few seconds, and it haunted him. Like the last trace of an echo he had heard too many times to ever forget for the rest of his days. A feeling of empty, hollow negative space. 

[color=6644ff][i]It couldn't be...[/i][/color]

[color=6644ff]"...Right now, we should all get away from here so we can talk in peace."[/color] He knew Ananym was terrifying in her own right and wasn't a frail, weak creature in need of protection, but Jack also knew that he himself was a protective man, unafraid of tearing someone to shreds for someone else's sake. 

And that feeling did not bode well to him.