Deceive, divide, corrupt and conquer. After centuries of planning, the Mordant has laid his traps well. Armies sharpen their weapons for a battle of swords while the Mordant engages in a battle of souls. The Dark Sword is unsheathed in the north, the horde at Raven Pass is poised to descend on Erdhe and foul plots thicken in Lanverness. Darkness converges on Pellanor as the Mordant plays a lethal game of wits with the Spider Queen. Destinies clash in an epic struggle as the Great Dark Dance begins.