Tale of a Hedonistic wizard

The pressure he exerted was unlike anything she had experienced before. Angelina, who was hailed as one of the most powerful witches, was being pushed back, and for the first time, she felt fear, sweating in the face of the crimson Jaegar.

He looked down at her, and his gaze felt like hot needles piercing her mind all at once. He looked at his hands and laughed hysterically, as if he weren't himself. Jaegar's mind seemed overtaken by his deviant self. His laughter echoed in the distance.

The screaming eventually ceased, and Jaegar hovered in the air, completely enveloped in dark crimson and orange hues. The swirling colors around Jaegar seemed to grow in intensity, pulsating with an eerie energy. As he floated there, a sense of foreboding filled the air, as if something truly malevolent had taken hold of him.

The once powerful witch could only watch in horror as Jaegar's transformation continued, unsure of what would come next.

He seemed like a force of nature, an unstoppable tempest. His laughter echoed maniacally, as if he had become a vessel for a darker, deviant side of himself.

Faced with the overwhelming manifestation of Jaegar's power, Angelina's mind raced to find a way to control the situation.

In desperation, she conjured chains that shot towards Jaegar, attempting to restrain him and hold him down. Those chains, glowing with blue light, caught him on the wrists of his two hands and at the ankles of his two legs. She gestured her hands downwards, bringing Jaegar down to the ground.

Those chains slammed him to the ground, creating a big crack in the ground. He stood in the midst with those chains still intact.

Jaegar's newfound strength was unimaginable; he broke the chains with a mere snap of his hand and stomped his leg, dispersing them effortlessly. As the chains shattered into pieces, Jaegar's eyes blazed with blood red.

Angelina could only gaze upon Jaegar with uncertainty and whispered to herself, "What have I unleashed?"

As the crimson light covered every inch of Jaegar's body, it seemed as if he had transformed into a fearsome beast of ancient power. Angelina knew she had to act quickly, so she raised her hands and began chanting a spell in a language so cryptic that it was barely audible.

In an instant, a massive icicle materialized above Jaegar, forming within seconds. She swiftly dropped her hands, and the ice plummeted towards him, smashing everything beneath it, including Jaegar.

A wave of dust spread across the field around the area, obscruring Angelina's voice.

The impact created a moment of relief for Angelina as she caught her breath, but the swirling dark clouds and red lightning still persisted.

To take advantage of the opportunity, she grabbed a bone fragment and, with another cryptic incantation, made it glow before hurling it towards the pile of bones.

Suddenly, Jaegar emerged from the dissipating ice, his face now bearing a wide grin with only his eyes and the rhombus visible.

The entire ice cubicle just evaporated into the air, leaving not a single drop behind. And Jaegar stood in the middle, as if nothing had happened.

Without wasting a moment, Jaegar lunged at Angelina, but he was halted in his tracks by a giant hand that flicked him away.

A golem made of bones stood before her, the glowing bone at its shoulder suggesting it had a crucial role.

Angelina shouted Jaegar's name, trying to bring him back to his senses, but his attention was fixed on the bone figure.

He charged at it, jumping right at its chest with his fist and then shattering it. Those bones scattered and rained down.

He turned his attention to Angelina, staring at her.

But before he could, those bones quickly gathered around the glowing piece, soon forming a bone golem. It moved towards Jaegar again.

While the figure kept Jaegar occupied, Angelina retrieved an ancient, torn book from her robes and began flipping its pages.

She needed a way to bring him back to his true self.

As she finished searching through the pages, she turned to see Jaegar.

Jaegar was now standing on the bone pile, holding the glowing bone, with a devilish smirk on his face that sent shivers down her spine.

Looking at her, he crushed the bone piece, its ashes falling to the ground.

Determined to restrain him, Angelina summoned powerful golden chains that erupted from the shadows. It was a binding magic she had rarely used, meant for the most powerful of foes.

The chains spread in all directions, catching Jaegar by his limbs, but he fiercely struggled to break free, letting out another earth-shaking roar.

Arrrhhhh!

Swiftly floating in the air, Angelina positioned herself above him.

Seeing her in front of him, he raised his hand, conjuring up red squares on his wrist and a circle on his palm adorned with runic language on them.

She saw those squares and circles, and her eyes widened in utter disbelief.

"The immemorial art of Empyrean magic!"

Fear gripped her heart at the realization that Jaegar was wielding such incredible and indomitable power.

Without hesitation, Angelina chanted another complex incantation as she smacked her hand on his abdomen, her hand stinging with unbearable heat as she placed it on Jaegar's abdomen.

She pressed on, and a red colored rune appeared on his skin. The crimson light flickered, and the red squares on his hand vanished.

Slowly, his body began to return to its normal state, and Angelina slumped back with exhaustion, her charred hands evidence of the immense power she had dealt with.

Jaegar now lay unconscious on the ground, naked and vulnerable.

Angelina let out a tired laugh, relieved that she had managed to bring him back from the abyss of his own power. "What a troublesome kid!" she muttered.

After a couple of minutes, Jaegar slowly opened his eyes, greeted by the sight of a distant red sky. He found himself lying on the ground, draped in a mysterious robe.