I saved the world and tens of millions of lives. All it cost was my sanity. But sane or not, Lord Morvilind has work for me to do. This time, he wants me to work with the brutal and murderous Rebels. And unless I'm clever, the Rebels will start their revolution with my death...

I risked my life to save my brother Russell. But I didn't realize that Russell would do the exact same thing for me. And when the Rebel sorcerers come for us both, Russell and I will have to fight alongside each other, or die together...

I was done with Lord Morvilind. But the war with the Archon Elves was finished with neither of us. Morvilind has one last job for me. One final heist to decide the fate of humans and Elves both. And if I screw this one up, the Void will devour both humanity and the Elves...

I'm an illegal wizard, an expert thief, and an occasional killer. So robbing the mansion of the Elven noble Lord Castomyr should prove no challenge at all. Except another thief has an eye on Lord Castomyr's treasures, a thief with magical abilities I don't understand. And unless I outwit this master thief, I'll be the one left holding the bag...and among the Elves, the punishment for theft is death.

My name is Nadia Moran, and I am a thief and a wizard bound in service to the cruel Elven noble Morvilind. If I don't follow Morvilind's bidding, my brother will die. But there are more dangers in the world than Morvilind. When rebel Elves launch an assault upon the High Queen, I'm caught between the rebels and Morvilind's implacable demands. One false step and I'm dead...

My master made a deal with the devil, but I'm the one who has to pay. Two items I've stolen for the Rebels, and I only need to steal one more thing for them. Trouble is, it's in Last Judge Mountain, a secret military base left over from before the High Queen of the Elves conquered Earth. There are things in Last Judge Mountain that should never again see the light of day. And if I go into the mountain, I might never come out again...

I want freedom, and I want power. Unfortunately for me, I have little enough of either. To make matters worse, my baby brother Russell is dying of a rare magical disease, and the only one who can cure him is the cruel Elven archmage Morvilind. And if that wasn't bad enough, Morvilind demands a steep price for his cures. Specifically, he wants me to steal treasures for him, and this time he’s sent me to steal a priceless relic from the ambassador of the frost giants. And the frost giants never forget a grudge…