Apollo’s purple eyes glowed from the shadows. He was a wicked sorcerer from the nightosphere, and since it was Halloween season—he was able to rise to the world once again with his companions. A vampire, a siren, a zombie, and a werewolf. Nightmares of every child.

Currently, he was battling the target town’s superhero. A hero with the abilities of a spider. It was unique.

And despite his actual hundreds of old age, he looked like a young man. Maybe a seventeen to twenty year old.