"Spectacular! Absolutely confounding!"
A joyful Jasper strutted on-air, descending his way into a hovering flock of Crimson Devils, watching while airborne high above Obsidian Keep. The tower became overrun with Lord Grave's vampyrials agents.
Reaching The Red Baron Omarion, Jasper posed prim and proper as he and The Red Baron remained hidden within the concealing shadows lurking the clouds of the night.
"Theatrical at best!" Jasper illustrated. Obsidian Keep was becoming another of Twilight City's many gang warzones. "A khushnik king falls again. The perfect example of pride's impending ruination. Isn't that right, O'marios?"
The Red Baron ignored his real name sliding out of Jasper's lips. Something else affected him.
The strange and eccentric vampyrial appeared different. Jasper's
