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Violet looked down at the boy sprawled across her feet. "Adarius," she whispered. "Do I help him, Junior?" Violet looked down at the human boy that gazed at the man with awe. "Help him," Junior said simply. Violet nodded and waved her hands in the air. She slowly marked five points in the air and drew her hands around them forming a five pointed star. The space infront of her face glowed as she continued to trace the shape. Chanting words of a long dead language, she placed her palm in the middle of the star that formed glass into the air. Her eyes glowed white whilte Junior beside her clutched onto the demon's hand as a portal opened up. "Carry him," she ordered to Junior. Without blinking, he grabbed Adarius by his arm and lifted him awkwardly. Violet put both hands into the star and soon their surroundings changed from the inside of a room with the remanants of a party to a dead silent abandoned square.

She stood next to a large fountain of an angel that was dry and dirty from years of neglect. Junior lay Adarius on his back before Violet. "May your body be cleansed," she whispered. She touched Adarius on his forehead and absorbed the negative energy from the alcohol overdose. He would awaken any moment feeling fresh and revived without a single hint of drunkness in him.

Violet looked around the square she was summoned to nearly fifty years ago. It was the center of a church complex. Then it was alive and running. Now it was deserted and secuded.