By James Barclay

One other action-packed event from the hot grasp of myth. The Raven go back and forth to a brand new continent looking for mages to aid the ruined university of Julatsa rebuild and locate themselves in the course of an old curse--a curse that has unleashed an endemic that threatens to wipe out the elven race. Barclay excels with one other story that pitches The Raven opposed to the clock and unseen foes. choked with determined fights and mystery betrayals, the tale additionally fills in additional of Balaia's historical past and delves deeper into the traditional emnities among the universities. Barclay has created a perfectly attractive workforce of heroes, and with each booklet their background grows and the land they dwell in turns into wider and richer. this is often landmark fable within the making.

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Hirad slid to a stop a few yards from them, kicking up dust. ’ He looked harder. The unmistakable shaven head was approaching, a woman at his side, Protectors around him. Lots of them. Relief flooded through Hirad and he blew out his cheeks. ‘Gods drowning, you had me scared,’ he said. The mages parted and The Unknown walked through, his limp pronounced, a look of discomfort on his face. ‘It’s good to see you,’ said The Unknown, crushing Hirad in an embrace. ‘And you, Unknown. You’re looking pale though.

The flat crack and orange flare of a ManaShield collapsing was succeeded immediately by the screams of those caught abruptly defenceless. Smoke billowed as mana fire gorged on wood and flesh, pouring out of a side street and billowing over rooftops, hemming them in still further. Ahead of them, shapes ran, disordered and panicked; townsfolk trying to flee college blade and spell. There were dozens of them led by an uncertain trio of town militia. They were looking behind them more than ahead and all were weighed down by possessions or tiny human cargo.

He nodded at Jevin as he descended the ladder, pain shooting through his left hip and lower back. Now the adrenaline was gone, the liberties he’d taken with his old wound were taking their toll. Before going below, he scanned the deck once more, seeing too many Xeteskians on it. Ilkar wasn’t going to like this. He wasn’t going to like this at all. Chapter 2 Two hours before dawn and the mood of the rainforest changed. Imperceptible to all but those whose lives were inextricably linked to the canopy but there just the same.

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