the dome: a battleground for the gods!

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*iii’m back!*

The elven cowboy with the revolver is admiring the constant bloody destruction in the area, spinning his revolver in his left hand.

Abaddon, after a few minutes, is alerted of the genocide going on in Carceri and sends a message in the form of an imp to Ragnerious, telling him to come back to the court. A portal back to the court opens up in the sky.

 After a while Rag arrives back in the court, stumbling a bit and obviously not exactly sober, he's missing his pants because of some bad choices while drunk, He doesn't seem to notice and stands in front of Abaddon "What do you want Abadd- Ab- Abaddon."

 “We don’t have much time to prepare ourselves, grab your weapon, you, me, and Astaroth are heading to The Plane of Carceri. Supposedly, there is a… disturbing crime of grave importance there… why aren’t you wearing any pants?”

 "That isn't import- important. I'll go get Jylek's axe and we can go." He goes to get the axe. When he comes back he still isn't wearing any pants but has the axe at his waist "What crime are we looking at anyway."

 He looks over his papers as Astaroth walks up to meet them.

”definite mass murder, several accounts of class 17 assault, i believe they could be charged for attempted Genocide… type 3, to be specific. Ooh, causation of grade two calamity. Your first day on the field, isn’t this going to be exciting?” He says, chuckling and walking to the main door, beginning to conjure a portal to Carceri.

 Rag sighs and follows him "First day in the field, lets see how this goes I suppose." He unsheathes the axe and rests it on his shoulder, it glows softly and gives off the warmth of power.

 They teleport to Carceri, a few hundred feet away from the destruction caused by Coronet and Ragnaris, both completely in view. We’ll have to wait for them now, unfortunately.

 "No. I'm not doing this." He turns and grabs the air around him, he then pulls hard to tear apart the fabric of reality and go back to the court. Athletics:40

 DC being 42 usually, that’s a fail.

”remember our bargain? STAY.”

 He feels the contract constraint around him and he turns around “If I am going to fight I’m not fighting my grandfather. What would be the point of the contract if I killed him.”

 “Hi Rag, are you here to punish great aunty Coronet with another Vacation?!” Coronet yells out amidst the carnage and chaos. “Sweet, succulent little Abaddon too afraid to tango with a woman incase it upsets his little boy toy?!” She cackles out. 

 *😂help me I’m dying😂*

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Coronet is having an absolute blast, switching between her Aspect of the Bloodscaled Fury, her Aspect of the Deathly Winter, and her Aspect of the Shadow Assassin. Each time she switches her aspect, her heads would detach themselves from her necks before rearranging themselves into a new order.

 Ragnaris is rampaging around the entire place, absolutely decimating anything or anyone that gets in his way with his tail, claws, teeth, and of course his firey breath. His deep laughter sounds like booms of thunder to Abaddon, Astaroth, and Ragnerious.

 Abaddon teleports a hundred feet closer to Ragnaris, say 200 feet away now.

”SO WE MEET AGAIN. YOU RETURN TO YOUR CRIME SPREE SO SOON?”

 Ragnaris is so absorbed in his spree of absolute destruction he doesn't even notice Abaddon. He continues to maul and bloody anyone who gets close enough, even eating a few demons.

 He sighs, teleporting right in front of him and slamming his gavel into the ground, causing absolute silence. For just a second.

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*Finally. The editor was taking ages to load*

A new person is walking around the dome whilst smoking a cigarette. Seemingly in his 40s or 50s, his white hair in a military style crew cut. He’s wearing a black gray striped suit, pants, and vest coupled with a big red tie on his white collar shirt. His nose looks like it’s been broken and fixed several times. Behind him, he’s dragging what appears to be an aluminum baseball bat with chains wrapped around the handle.

 The elven cowboy (introed a few pages ago), 145 I think) is watching him from a few hundred feet away, smiling like a madman. He’s aiming his revolver, death’s hand, at him. Or at least in his general direction.

 He seems to notice the man, seemingly disappearing, the cold feeling of death and despair, as well of the screams of a dying man pass by. Then they stop, the sound of metal being being dragged across the ground and footstep are now behind him

 They turn around, spinning their gun once, twice, before pointing it at them.

”Why Hello There!” They say, cackling.

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*iii’m back!*

The elven cowboy with the revolver is admiring the constant bloody destruction in the area, spinning his revolver in his left hand.

Abaddon, after a few minutes, is alerted of the genocide going on in Carceri and sends a message in the form of an imp to Ragnerious, telling him to come back to the court. A portal back to the court opens up in the sky.

 After a while Rag arrives back in the court, stumbling a bit and obviously not exactly sober, he's missing his pants because of some bad choices while drunk, He doesn't seem to notice and stands in front of Abaddon "What do you want Abadd- Ab- Abaddon."

 “We don’t have much time to prepare ourselves, grab your weapon, you, me, and Astaroth are heading to The Plane of Carceri. Supposedly, there is a… disturbing crime of grave importance there… why aren’t you wearing any pants?”

 "That isn't import- important. I'll go get Jylek's axe and we can go." He goes to get the axe. When he comes back he still isn't wearing any pants but has the axe at his waist "What crime are we looking at anyway."

 He looks over his papers as Astaroth walks up to meet them.

”definite mass murder, several accounts of class 17 assault, i believe they could be charged for attempted Genocide… type 3, to be specific. Ooh, causation of grade two calamity. Your first day on the field, isn’t this going to be exciting?” He says, chuckling and walking to the main door, beginning to conjure a portal to Carceri.

 Rag sighs and follows him "First day in the field, lets see how this goes I suppose." He unsheathes the axe and rests it on his shoulder, it glows softly and gives off the warmth of power.

 They teleport to Carceri, a few hundred feet away from the destruction caused by Coronet and Ragnaris, both completely in view. We’ll have to wait for them now, unfortunately.

 "No. I'm not doing this." He turns and grabs the air around him, he then pulls hard to tear apart the fabric of reality and go back to the court. Athletics:40

 DC being 42 usually, that’s a fail.

”remember our bargain? STAY.”

 He feels the contract constraint around him and he turns around “If I am going to fight I’m not fighting my grandfather. What would be the point of the contract if I killed him.”

 “Hi Rag, are you here to punish great aunty Coronet with another Vacation?!” Coronet yells out amidst the carnage and chaos. “Sweet, succulent little Abaddon too afraid to tango with a woman incase it upsets his little boy toy?!” She cackles out. 

 *😂help me I’m dying😂*

 *Coronet the Court Jester everyone*

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Coronet is having an absolute blast, switching between her Aspect of the Bloodscaled Fury, her Aspect of the Deathly Winter, and her Aspect of the Shadow Assassin. Each time she switches her aspect, her heads would detach themselves from her necks before rearranging themselves into a new order.

 Ragnaris is rampaging around the entire place, absolutely decimating anything or anyone that gets in his way with his tail, claws, teeth, and of course his firey breath. His deep laughter sounds like booms of thunder to Abaddon, Astaroth, and Ragnerious.

 Abaddon teleports a hundred feet closer to Ragnaris, say 200 feet away now.

”SO WE MEET AGAIN. YOU RETURN TO YOUR CRIME SPREE SO SOON?”

 Ragnaris is so absorbed in his spree of absolute destruction he doesn't even notice Abaddon. He continues to maul and bloody anyone who gets close enough, even eating a few demons.

 He sighs, teleporting right in front of him and slamming his gavel into the ground, causing absolute silence. For just a second.

 Ragnaris slowly turns to look at him, but it seems to Abaddon that he is so deep in his bloodlust that he doesn't even recognize the devil. He snorts, sending flames, smoke, and ash streaming from his nostrils.

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Coronet is having an absolute blast, switching between her Aspect of the Bloodscaled Fury, her Aspect of the Deathly Winter, and her Aspect of the Shadow Assassin. Each time she switches her aspect, her heads would detach themselves from her necks before rearranging themselves into a new order.

 Ragnaris is rampaging around the entire place, absolutely decimating anything or anyone that gets in his way with his tail, claws, teeth, and of course his firey breath. His deep laughter sounds like booms of thunder to Abaddon, Astaroth, and Ragnerious.

 Abaddon teleports a hundred feet closer to Ragnaris, say 200 feet away now.

”SO WE MEET AGAIN. YOU RETURN TO YOUR CRIME SPREE SO SOON?”

 Ragnaris is so absorbed in his spree of absolute destruction he doesn't even notice Abaddon. He continues to maul and bloody anyone who gets close enough, even eating a few demons.

 He sighs, teleporting right in front of him and slamming his gavel into the ground, causing absolute silence. For just a second.

 Ragnaris slowly turns to look at him, but it seems to Abaddon that he is so deep in his bloodlust that he doesn't even recognize the devil. He snorts, sending flames, smoke, and ash streaming from his nostrils.

 “Ragnaris, my good fellow! You are under arrest for The crimes of mass murder, grade 17 assault, causation of a type two calamity, and Attempted Genocide.”

he simply chuckles.

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 He feels the contract constraint around him and he turns around “If I am going to fight I’m not fighting my grandfather. What would be the point of the contract if I killed him.”

 “Hi Rag, are you here to punish great aunty Coronet with another Vacation?!” Coronet yells out amidst the carnage and chaos. “Sweet, succulent little Abaddon too afraid to tango with a woman incase it upsets his little boy toy?!” She cackles out. 

 He chuckles softly, something that truly reached him “I love you Coronet, please leave. I’ll let you go free. Just please go. Also do you know why I don’t have any pants on because I can’t remember why.” He looks down at his chiseled body and his boxers with hearts on them.

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Coronet is having an absolute blast, switching between her Aspect of the Bloodscaled Fury, her Aspect of the Deathly Winter, and her Aspect of the Shadow Assassin. Each time she switches her aspect, her heads would detach themselves from her necks before rearranging themselves into a new order.

 Ragnaris is rampaging around the entire place, absolutely decimating anything or anyone that gets in his way with his tail, claws, teeth, and of course his firey breath. His deep laughter sounds like booms of thunder to Abaddon, Astaroth, and Ragnerious.

 Abaddon teleports a hundred feet closer to Ragnaris, say 200 feet away now.

”SO WE MEET AGAIN. YOU RETURN TO YOUR CRIME SPREE SO SOON?”

 Ragnaris is so absorbed in his spree of absolute destruction he doesn't even notice Abaddon. He continues to maul and bloody anyone who gets close enough, even eating a few demons.

 He sighs, teleporting right in front of him and slamming his gavel into the ground, causing absolute silence. For just a second.

 Ragnaris slowly turns to look at him, but it seems to Abaddon that he is so deep in his bloodlust that he doesn't even recognize the devil. He snorts, sending flames, smoke, and ash streaming from his nostrils.

 “Ragnaris, my good fellow! You are under arrest for The crimes of mass murder, grade 17 assault, causation of a type two calamity, and Attempted Genocide.”

he simply chuckles.

 Ragnaris seems to adopt a slight expression of confusion, but quickly loses it. He leans in close to Abaddon, VERY close. As of now his head is only about a foot from Abaddon. He growls then snorts again.

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 He feels the contract constraint around him and he turns around “If I am going to fight I’m not fighting my grandfather. What would be the point of the contract if I killed him.”

 “Hi Rag, are you here to punish great aunty Coronet with another Vacation?!” Coronet yells out amidst the carnage and chaos. “Sweet, succulent little Abaddon too afraid to tango with a woman incase it upsets his little boy toy?!” She cackles out. 

 He chuckles softly, something that truly reached him “I love you Coronet, please leave. I’ll let you go free. Just please go. Also do you know why I don’t have any pants on because I can’t remember why.” He looks down at his chiseled body and his boxers with hearts on them.

 (Of course the boxers have hearts on them. Of course they do. *facepalms*)

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Coronet is having an absolute blast, switching between her Aspect of the Bloodscaled Fury, her Aspect of the Deathly Winter, and her Aspect of the Shadow Assassin. Each time she switches her aspect, her heads would detach themselves from her necks before rearranging themselves into a new order.

 Ragnaris is rampaging around the entire place, absolutely decimating anything or anyone that gets in his way with his tail, claws, teeth, and of course his firey breath. His deep laughter sounds like booms of thunder to Abaddon, Astaroth, and Ragnerious.

 Abaddon teleports a hundred feet closer to Ragnaris, say 200 feet away now.

”SO WE MEET AGAIN. YOU RETURN TO YOUR CRIME SPREE SO SOON?”

 Ragnaris is so absorbed in his spree of absolute destruction he doesn't even notice Abaddon. He continues to maul and bloody anyone who gets close enough, even eating a few demons.

 He sighs, teleporting right in front of him and slamming his gavel into the ground, causing absolute silence. For just a second.

 Ragnaris slowly turns to look at him, but it seems to Abaddon that he is so deep in his bloodlust that he doesn't even recognize the devil. He snorts, sending flames, smoke, and ash streaming from his nostrils.

 “Ragnaris, my good fellow! You are under arrest for The crimes of mass murder, grade 17 assault, causation of a type two calamity, and Attempted Genocide.”

he simply chuckles.

 Ragnaris seems to adopt a slight expression of confusion, but quickly loses it. He leans in close to Abaddon, VERY close. As of now his head is only about a foot from Abaddon. He growls then snorts again.

 “Come peacefully, and I’ll spare your pathetic little grandson from punishment. Deal?”

*abaddon is so evil it almost makes me sick and I love it*

The elven cowboy is walking around, spinning his gun in his hand. (I really wanna interact with this new character)

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 He feels the contract constraint around him and he turns around “If I am going to fight I’m not fighting my grandfather. What would be the point of the contract if I killed him.”

 “Hi Rag, are you here to punish great aunty Coronet with another Vacation?!” Coronet yells out amidst the carnage and chaos. “Sweet, succulent little Abaddon too afraid to tango with a woman incase it upsets his little boy toy?!” She cackles out. 

 He chuckles softly, something that truly reached him “I love you Coronet, please leave. I’ll let you go free. Just please go. Also do you know why I don’t have any pants on because I can’t remember why.” He looks down at his chiseled body and his boxers with hearts on them.

 (Of course the boxers have hearts on them. Of course they do. *facepalms*)

 *They have to, it’s the rules. Rag is a big strong man but he can have soft boxers. Man I almost said something real bad.*

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Coronet is having an absolute blast, switching between her Aspect of the Bloodscaled Fury, her Aspect of the Deathly Winter, and her Aspect of the Shadow Assassin. Each time she switches her aspect, her heads would detach themselves from her necks before rearranging themselves into a new order.

 Ragnaris is rampaging around the entire place, absolutely decimating anything or anyone that gets in his way with his tail, claws, teeth, and of course his firey breath. His deep laughter sounds like booms of thunder to Abaddon, Astaroth, and Ragnerious.

 Abaddon teleports a hundred feet closer to Ragnaris, say 200 feet away now.

”SO WE MEET AGAIN. YOU RETURN TO YOUR CRIME SPREE SO SOON?”

 Ragnaris is so absorbed in his spree of absolute destruction he doesn't even notice Abaddon. He continues to maul and bloody anyone who gets close enough, even eating a few demons.

 He sighs, teleporting right in front of him and slamming his gavel into the ground, causing absolute silence. For just a second.

 Ragnaris slowly turns to look at him, but it seems to Abaddon that he is so deep in his bloodlust that he doesn't even recognize the devil. He snorts, sending flames, smoke, and ash streaming from his nostrils.

 “Ragnaris, my good fellow! You are under arrest for The crimes of mass murder, grade 17 assault, causation of a type two calamity, and Attempted Genocide.”

he simply chuckles.

 Ragnaris seems to adopt a slight expression of confusion, but quickly loses it. He leans in close to Abaddon, VERY close. As of now his head is only about a foot from Abaddon. He growls then snorts again.

 “Come peacefully, and I’ll spare your pathetic little grandson from punishment. Deal?”

*abaddon is so evil it almost makes me sick and I love it*

 Ragnaris's eyes dialate heavily as he finally remembers who Abaddon is. His anger makes it near impossible to get the words out, but he manages nonetheless. "LIKE... I WOULD EVER... MAKE A DEAL... WITH YOU, YOU VILE-" He can't even get his last few words out. He snaps his jaws together about an inch from Abaddon's face.

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 He feels the contract constraint around him and he turns around “If I am going to fight I’m not fighting my grandfather. What would be the point of the contract if I killed him.”

 “Hi Rag, are you here to punish great aunty Coronet with another Vacation?!” Coronet yells out amidst the carnage and chaos. “Sweet, succulent little Abaddon too afraid to tango with a woman incase it upsets his little boy toy?!” She cackles out. 

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 He chuckles softly, something that truly reached him “I love you Coronet, please leave. I’ll let you go free. Just please go. Also do you know why I don’t have any pants on because I can’t remember why.” He looks down at his chiseled body and his boxers with hearts on them.

 “Oh you are so sweet kiddo. Also it might have something to do with the potent stench of Baator’s Finest Hellfire Vodka that could be the cause of your pant less state. Hitting the sauce a little too hard these days?” She says, immediately stopping any carnage she is going to chat with Rag. “If it wasn’t for that, I’d assume I was a purposeful choice in uniform by our sweet Abaddon. You know, considering his taste…” She says with a teasing tone.

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 He feels the contract constraint around him and he turns around “If I am going to fight I’m not fighting my grandfather. What would be the point of the contract if I killed him.”

 “Hi Rag, are you here to punish great aunty Coronet with another Vacation?!” Coronet yells out amidst the carnage and chaos. “Sweet, succulent little Abaddon too afraid to tango with a woman incase it upsets his little boy toy?!” She cackles out. 

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 He chuckles softly, something that truly reached him “I love you Coronet, please leave. I’ll let you go free. Just please go. Also do you know why I don’t have any pants on because I can’t remember why.” He looks down at his chiseled body and his boxers with hearts on them.

 “Oh you are so sweet kiddo. Also it might have something to do with the potent stench of Baator’s Finest Hellfire Vodka that could be the cause of your pant less state. Hitting the sauce a little too hard these days?” She says, immediately stopping any carnage she is going to chat with Rag. “If it wasn’t for that, I’d assume I was a purposeful choice in uniform by our sweet Abaddon. You know, considering his taste…” She says with a teasing tone.

 (Omfg I'm dyin' right now. Coronet is just too funny.)

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 He feels the contract constraint around him and he turns around “If I am going to fight I’m not fighting my grandfather. What would be the point of the contract if I killed him.”

 “Hi Rag, are you here to punish great aunty Coronet with another Vacation?!” Coronet yells out amidst the carnage and chaos. “Sweet, succulent little Abaddon too afraid to tango with a woman incase it upsets his little boy toy?!” She cackles out. 

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 He chuckles softly, something that truly reached him “I love you Coronet, please leave. I’ll let you go free. Just please go. Also do you know why I don’t have any pants on because I can’t remember why.” He looks down at his chiseled body and his boxers with hearts on them.

 “Oh you are so sweet kiddo. Also it might have something to do with the potent stench of Baator’s Finest Hellfire Vodka that could be the cause of your pant less state. Hitting the sauce a little too hard these days?” She says, immediately stopping any carnage she is going to chat with Rag. “If it wasn’t for that, I’d assume I was a purposeful choice in uniform by our sweet Abaddon. You know, considering his taste…” She says with a teasing tone.

 He chuckles once more “I haven’t been having the best time, you know how it is. Abaddon isn’t very important, he does tell me what to do but I have many liberties outside of work. I really don’t want to fight you right about now, I’m sure my Grandfather has convinced you to try and save me?” He walks over and hugs her “Well please stop. I did this for a reason and if grandfather dies I won’t be able to take it.”

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 He feels the contract constraint around him and he turns around “If I am going to fight I’m not fighting my grandfather. What would be the point of the contract if I killed him.”

 “Hi Rag, are you here to punish great aunty Coronet with another Vacation?!” Coronet yells out amidst the carnage and chaos. “Sweet, succulent little Abaddon too afraid to tango with a woman incase it upsets his little boy toy?!” She cackles out. 

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 He chuckles softly, something that truly reached him “I love you Coronet, please leave. I’ll let you go free. Just please go. Also do you know why I don’t have any pants on because I can’t remember why.” He looks down at his chiseled body and his boxers with hearts on them.

 “Oh you are so sweet kiddo. Also it might have something to do with the potent stench of Baator’s Finest Hellfire Vodka that could be the cause of your pant less state. Hitting the sauce a little too hard these days?” She says, immediately stopping any carnage she is going to chat with Rag. “If it wasn’t for that, I’d assume I was a purposeful choice in uniform by our sweet Abaddon. You know, considering his taste…” She says with a teasing tone.

 *I’m going to choke half to death on my own laughter. And I’ve been alive FOREVER!*

*but seriously this is the best*

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Coronet is having an absolute blast, switching between her Aspect of the Bloodscaled Fury, her Aspect of the Deathly Winter, and her Aspect of the Shadow Assassin. Each time she switches her aspect, her heads would detach themselves from her necks before rearranging themselves into a new order.

 Ragnaris is rampaging around the entire place, absolutely decimating anything or anyone that gets in his way with his tail, claws, teeth, and of course his firey breath. His deep laughter sounds like booms of thunder to Abaddon, Astaroth, and Ragnerious.

 Abaddon teleports a hundred feet closer to Ragnaris, say 200 feet away now.

”SO WE MEET AGAIN. YOU RETURN TO YOUR CRIME SPREE SO SOON?”

 Ragnaris is so absorbed in his spree of absolute destruction he doesn't even notice Abaddon. He continues to maul and bloody anyone who gets close enough, even eating a few demons.

 He sighs, teleporting right in front of him and slamming his gavel into the ground, causing absolute silence. For just a second.

 Ragnaris slowly turns to look at him, but it seems to Abaddon that he is so deep in his bloodlust that he doesn't even recognize the devil. He snorts, sending flames, smoke, and ash streaming from his nostrils.

 “Ragnaris, my good fellow! You are under arrest for The crimes of mass murder, grade 17 assault, causation of a type two calamity, and Attempted Genocide.”

he simply chuckles.

 Ragnaris seems to adopt a slight expression of confusion, but quickly loses it. He leans in close to Abaddon, VERY close. As of now his head is only about a foot from Abaddon. He growls then snorts again.

 “Come peacefully, and I’ll spare your pathetic little grandson from punishment. Deal?”

*abaddon is so evil it almost makes me sick and I love it*

 Ragnaris's eyes dialate heavily as he finally remembers who Abaddon is. His anger makes it near impossible to get the words out, but he manages nonetheless. "LIKE... I WOULD EVER... MAKE A DEAL... WITH YOU, YOU VILE-" He can't even get his last few words out. He snaps his jaws together about an inch from Abaddon's face.

 “Fine then.” he says, flinching and pulling back a bit.

“I could just tell him to fight you for me.” He smiles the most wicked, vile, evil smile Ragnaris has ever seen.

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The elven cowboy is walking around, spinning his gun in his hand. (I really wanna interact with this new character)

 Jason is walking around doing knife tricks with a dagger that radiates evil absentmindedly. 

 The cowboy spins around, about 120 feet away, pointing his revolver in Jason’s direction. perhaps not exactly at Jason, but close.