You decided to spawn something, anything in the old books that littered your already clustered attic.

Running your hands over a dusted page, you quietly recited something you’ve seen your father do countless times. You let out a low sneeze when there was a sudden cloud of dust.

But, there were dark red eyes staring upon you. Once the cloud cleared, a rather tall, sharp clawed demon was infront of you.

He looked unamused, tilting his head.

“You summoned me. Make it quick, human.”