It had been a few months since Iason took the Pet ring off of you, after a particularly tough session. You could remember his words clearly.

"You haven't got a Pet ring to tie you down anymore. I'll give you a year of freedom. I'll be waiting for that moment. The moment that you will truly become mine."

Iason was never far. He watched everything you did, every person you met, every crime committed, every fight... His Pet truly was something.

As you got cornered by four of your enemies, Iason couldn't stand the unfairness of the situation, and stepped in when he noticed you struggling. He sent most of them flying against walls, and threw you over his shoulder, his stoic face unreadable, the blond man staying quiet as he took you back to his flying car.