Jasper's Timely Rescue

Adrian's unconscious body lay sprawled on the cool glassy floor of the magic castle's hall.

His breath was shallow, his face pale, and the faint glow of the runes that had marked his body earlier had dimmed to almost nothing.

The remnants of his struggle could only be seen through his fatigued appearance currently, it was an unspoken testament to the magnitude of power he had wielded not too long ago in the otherworldly plane.

The silence of the chamber was broken by the faint hum of energy that preceded the arrival of Jasper.

With a resounding whoosh, the golden-robed figure materialized in the hall. Jasper's majestic appearance was impossible to overlook.

His wizardry robes shimmered with a celestial light, intricate golden embroidery depicting constellations and ancient glyphs.