Blades hidden in the dark lose none of their edge.
Alesh and his companions have escaped the Broken, fleeing into tunnels buried deep beneath the earth. Their destination is Peralest, a city where they hope to find sanctuary—where allies still might exist.
But when night falls and shadows dance, hope dies as easily as a candle flame.
Betrayed and hunted, Alesh and his friends are forced to confront the truth of the power the gods have given them. If they are to survive, they must learn to wield their magic.
But not all blessings are kind.
And not all magic is meant to save.
Kale Leandrian hides behind masks and disguises, retreating into castle chambers so no one will see the monster he is becoming. Yet no disguise can conceal the hunger growing inside him—a thirst for violence that cannot be denied.
In Valeria, Tesharna’s soldiers scour the streets, hunting any who might threaten her secret ambitions. She wears the mask of loyalty and strength, but beneath it, something darker stirs.
Because the greatest disguises hide the truth even from those who wear them.
Night comes.
The Darkness rises.
And in its rising, no mortal will be safe.
In its rising, even gods will die.
Alesh and his companions have escaped the Broken, fleeing into tunnels buried deep beneath the earth. Their destination is Peralest, a city where they hope to find sanctuary—where allies still might exist.
But when night falls and shadows dance, hope dies as easily as a candle flame.
Betrayed and hunted, Alesh and his friends are forced to confront the truth of the power the gods have given them. If they are to survive, they must learn to wield their magic.
But not all blessings are kind.
And not all magic is meant to save.
Kale Leandrian hides behind masks and disguises, retreating into castle chambers so no one will see the monster he is becoming. Yet no disguise can conceal the hunger growing inside him—a thirst for violence that cannot be denied.
In Valeria, Tesharna’s soldiers scour the streets, hunting any who might threaten her secret ambitions. She wears the mask of loyalty and strength, but beneath it, something darker stirs.
Because the greatest disguises hide the truth even from those who wear them.
Night comes.
The Darkness rises.
And in its rising, no mortal will be safe.
In its rising, even gods will die.
