フォロー
Jory wasn't the patient type, normally, but he could bide his time if he had to.
Eventually, a mistake would be made, or a loophole could be slipped through, or like that one time in Albuquerque, an enthusiastic puppy could come break the circle and let him free to do everything he wanted.
But for the moment, Jory was stuck where he'd been summoned, waiting.
He scratched with sharp dark nails at the base of one of his horns and then stared at the mage who'd summoned him and the glowing box beside her.
"Sorry," she said. "It's buffering."
