Civil war is definitely ravaging Kurald Galain. Urusander’s Legion prepares to march on the city of Kharkanas. The rebels’ just opposition lies spread and weakened-bereft of the leader since Anomander’s departure searching for his estranged sibling. The remaining sibling, Silchas Ruin, guidelines in his stead. He looks for to assemble the Highborn families to him and resurrect the Hust Legion, but he’s fast operating out of time.

The officers and leaders of Urusander’s Legion want the Consort, Draconus, cast aside about Fall of Light and their commander to marry Mom Dark, the Living Goddess. But a sorcerous power offers claimed those opposing Mom Dark: the Cult of Light rises in answer to Mom Dark and her Children.

Far to the west, an army has gathered commanded by a Jaghut driven mad with grief. Hood’s contact has been heard, and the long-abandoned town of Omtose Phellack is now home to a rabble of fresh arrivals: Dog-Runners through the south and Jheck warriors. From the Western Sea strange ships have grounded upon the harsh shore bearing blueskinned strangers to offer Hood their swords. And from mountain fastnesses and isolated valleys from the North, Toblakai arrive to pledge themselves to Hood’s war. Soon, weapons will be drawn, with Loss of life itself the foe.

Under the chaos of such occasions magic now bleeds into the globe. Unconstrained, incomprehensible, and savage, the energy that is the lifeblood from the Azathanai, K’rul, operates loose and wild-entities both brand-new and historic are gathering…eager to give food to. Understanding finally what his gift of blood has unleashed, a weakened K’rul units out to create order to the newborn sorcery and in the name of purchase seeks its most significant avowed enemy….