Death comes for us all, but right now it’s biting at my heels.
The Arcane Council have accused me of unspeakable crimes and now I’m being hunted by my own kind.
New York has gone straight to hell. Wizards are roaming the streets and I’m so busy trying to save my own skin, that I can’t do anything about it.
With every minute that passes, the Shinigami attack draws nearer.
How can I save my city when it, and everyone in it, want me dead?
