ALL'S FAIR IN LOVE . . . AND MAGIC.
Somehow, we survived.
It was supposed to be over. No more curses. No more magic. Just a calm, little life in Brume.
For the first time ever, I'm ready for calm. So. Damn. Ready.
Just so happens that the girl I love doesn't like to leave things unfinished.
Fine. So our little crew will assemble the Quatrefoil and bring magic back to the world. We've already faced death.
This can't be worse.
Or can it?
I could have let things be. Maybe I should have let things be.
My crew is alive. Slate is by my side. And life is returning to normal.
Except the university is a giant pile of rubble. Papa is still stuck in a wheelchair. And a girl is dead.
If magic can change all that, I want to try one last time to bring it back.
Hopefully, I won't regret it.
*Warning: profuse cursing (and not just the magical kind).