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Lucius Edera has lost his talent for magic. Now he is a plebeian and a cripple. An exile, who has left home. Lucius betrayed Edess, voluntarily renounced his home. Together with Orho, he must keep the North from famine and devastation, challenge the witches of the great Zen, and destroy from within the Republic whose magic is destroying the world itself. Two channels of the Great Spirits is a tremendous power. But it is never enough. Nothing can be built on ashes. A rebellion is brewing in Edess. Friends turn into irreconcilable enemies. A daughter goes against her mother, and a loyal soldier against his country. And each of them has their own secrets to pay with others' lives. And over all looms the hungry call of the Dead Land. It is as greedy as Chaos itself. It is Nothing, which is worse than death itself. So why then did Lucius feel warmth in his chest as the thin strands of the Dead Land brushed against his fingers?