I don't know what I expected at this point. You'd think the sorcerers' council would be singing my praises after everything I've done for them, but no! All I get is the hairy eyeball and a third-rate job tracking down spawning demidemons in the north. Our journey quickly leads us to a murder, a mysterious "white giant," and our favorite mercenary couple... who've learned about a demonic infiltrator high in the ranks of Gyria. Wait—isn't that the city demons burned down a couple books back (with maybe a tiny bit of my help)? Just how much demon-related trouble can one place get up to?!