By Jim Butcher
For 1000 years, the folks of Alera have united opposed to the competitive and dangerous races that inhabit the realm, utilizing their distinct bond with the furies - elementals of earth, air, hearth, water, and steel. yet now, Gaius Sextus, First Lord of Alera, grows outdated and lacks an inheritor. bold excessive Lords plot and maneuver to put their homes in positions of strength, and a warfare of succession looms at the horizon." "Far from urban politics within the Calderon Valley, the boy Tavi struggles along with his loss of furycrafting. At fifteen, he has no wind fury to assist him fly, no hearth fury to gentle his lamps. but because the Alerans' such a lot savage enemy - the Marat - go back to the Valley, he'll notice that his future is way more than he may perhaps ever imagine." stuck in a hurricane of lethal wind furies, Tavi saves the lifetime of a runaway slave named Amara. yet she is really a undercover agent for Gaius Sextus, despatched to the Valley to assemble intelligence on traitors to the Crown, who can be in league with the barbaric Marat horde. And whilst the Valley erupts in chaos - while rebels struggle with loyalists and furies conflict with furies - Amara will locate Tavi's braveness and resourcefulness to be an influence more than any fury - one who might flip the tides of struggle.
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