The Fantasy Epic continues!
Sword/Eye, Book 2:
The Phoenix Prince
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Magic grows as darkness spreads—The End of the World is starting. After months of training, Lukas becomes entangled in a struggle between Elves and Beastfolk in the cave city Phoenix Grotto. His visions lead him to a boy with a red eye. To save him, Lukas clashes with old enemies, his inner demons, and a cruel and electrifying Inquisitor.
Meanwhile, Nox and Iago return to the Zerlina monastery. But with knowledge of Nox’s secret spreading and the city in Elven control, her loved ones are in danger. Only Prince Lyon could have prevented Zilheim’s reign, but Iago killed him long ago. To prevent ensuing chaos, Iago must face his dark past. Only then can he protect his new friend and unite the world. Aboard the Prometheus, Eldric’s party travels to the headquarters of the Black Roses, ruled by the ruthless Lioness. But the old Inquisitor’s power is waning. To leave unscathed, Snow must betray her morals and take up an assassin’s mantle. While she searches the ominous Dreshden Mire, Prince Reethkilt travels to Empyria to face the Four Winds. |
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Eli stood as he stared straight up into the night sky. He viewed a great beyond, dotted with subtle freckles of light here and there. Silence was the accompaniment of the occasion, and every now and again it seemed his mind could place patterns in the way the stars hung, creating the illusion that the vespers were connected by faint lines. He knew, however, this was merely his eyes playing tricks on him...
Eli stood as he stared straight up into the night sky. He viewed a great beyond, dotted with subtle freckles of light here and there. Silence was the accompaniment of the occasion, and every now and again it seemed his mind could place patterns in the way the stars hung, creating the illusion that the vespers were connected by faint lines. He knew, however, this was merely his eyes playing tricks on him... |
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