“The roots that sink the deepest The forked path of the mind The soul that splits is weakest Future and past entwined”
Despite the victory over Cantor Cortis and the Nine Sisters of Redmondis, the dark power still spreads, nightmare creatures wiping out villages all along the southern edge of the Tangle, causing a stream of refugees to flow into the capital of Sontair in the hope of finding some protection.
All who helped overthrow the Nine Sisters of Redmondis have been touched by what they experienced and those they lost. Dark visions sap Petron and Daemi's strength even as they try to heal the rifts within Redmondis and forge a new path for the wielders, crafters and guards who make up its three main schools.
Wilt has entered the wild forest called the Tangle, searching out the source of the power that calls to him. Visions of the past seen through other eyes haunt his days, and he finds it harder and harder to resist the pull of his wraith form.
The Guardian is old and weak, and the Tangle is no longer secure...