All hell has broken loose in the Forest of Tar. Thousands of demonic Feeders consume everything in their path, but top of the menu is dwarf flesh.
Nils has been captured by the Liche lord Otto Blightey but would sooner be dead, and Nameless is on the run, carrying a warning of doom to the last of his people.
As the Liche Lord and his horde of Feeders relentlessly pursue him, there is little time for Nameless to settle old scores, mend bridges, and pray that the survivors of his butchery at Arx Gravis can forgive him just enough for him to save them.
Only problem is he's not sure he has the strength or the courage for the task.
With the sentient ax of the dwarf lords as petrified as everyone else, the last hope of the dwarves lies in the hands of a shapeshifting assassin with a reputation for self-preservation at all costs.
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