Bright Sorcery

So I’ve got one of my oldest enemies held in a magical cage, the Acadamh is finally off my back, and I’m finally training to be a druid. Of course, it isn’t quite that simple. It never is. Because, you see, I thought I was good at making diabolical plans, but I’ve just met my match. Druids play a long game, and they’re good at smiling while they slide the knife between your ribs. And in the end … I may have to choose between saving the world and sacrificing everything I love, or saving those I love and letting the world burn. Either way, I’m going to make the bastards pay with their lives.