"Those aren't my accomplishments," says Jasper, frowning. "In the old days people summoned a demon like that when they wanted someone the enemy could see across the battlefield – you know, you could see the silhouette through the dust kicked up by the horses and then they rained down holy fire on the enemy. Thousands of years ago, though, before there were so many cities everywhere." She looks a little wistful. "When you still did human sacrifices."