#summoner vanton

he was almost happy the larger pig didn't recognize him with his yordle body at this point....

//guess it is a bit of a timeline issue there.

‘at the end of august year 2014 vanton had found himself magically unstable due to all of the things that were affecting him, so he had the league put him in a cell normally used to contain magic. however this did not work to his benefit, as the energies built up and exploded into something ziggs would have gone starry eyed at. as a result only the dominant energies survived. burning away what human body he once had. leaving him as a dragon. trying not to panic the public he force himself into the magical form of the squill.’

Springing into actions he had not suspected the beast would have surmounted this kind of old magic all at once within itself. the blast came as a prolonged explosion, sending sheer cold through all of his joints even with the brunt of it being diverted. it was if he was also trying to kill the demon behind him as well! He couldn't help but grin at the irony of it all, but as the magical attack subsided his grin turned into a  grimace -

A half dome of ice surrounded himself near blocking his view of the outcome of the event, everything had covered itself in that mangy dog’s ice magic, the ground, trees, and even what might had been a few animals littered that actually stayed. ‘if only HE were the one that got caught in that spell’ it would have made his year to have this! the wolf laid before his small dome, apparently having exhausted all of his energy in such an attack, it’s chest heaving and a grim look upon his face when seeing him.

“Oh ho, that was something spectacular, but it seems you are no longer able to do much! tsk tsk.” his own feet slid about as he walked upon the ice layer, looking back he was able to see he shielded most of the body from harm. “you certainly gave all you had hmmm? but if not anything i am a ‘creature’ of my word” responding on how he’d give him the ‘prize’ he sought. he reached down confidently and patted the side of fenrir’s face, to fenrir’s surprise it felt like the yordles hand was warm if not hot to the touch.

Jack then walked on over to the beast, having been rolled over in such a blast, most of it’s head and lower body had been frozen over, however it still had a beating heart. “Now then, hope you enjoy the show puppy~” stepping up onto the body he arced his left arm high and plunged it into the beasts chest.

A spray of black red mist appeared upon impact, not the yellow tinted blood of the large beast. it pooled and pulsed as if it had a life of it’s own, and grew more violent as jack pulled his arm back. Lifting a black mass from deep within out.

Tendon like appendages pulled and snapped into the air, dissipating in a red black smoke. All of this could be seen from where the wolf lay, however, he was no longer paying attention to the beast as his procedure went on. the portal which he ripped this mas from was trying to pull it back to where it was, he tempted to leave it as is, but to him a promise was a promise... With his free hand he grabbed the tendrils and ripped them to shreds. the portal dissipating and the black mass evaporating in his hand.

Revealing a small furred creature in his grasp, what astounded him was that such a small thing could make such a beast, but no matter it wasn't him that started this vanton down that road~

It means

you’re

a MINION