Magic has a price—Bitteric learned that the hard way. After casting a simple request for some good spice tea, a herd of rabbits killed his wife. Maybe the Deus thought that was funny. Maybe the rabbits were really hungry. Or maybe Bitteric should have learned to brew his own tea. Now he’s on a quest to find the final Medallion, to pit the Three Deuses against each other, or trick them, or maybe just ask them really, really nicely. He wants his wife back. And nothing—not even a flood of Amazonian proportions, or six hundred chattering ferrets—will stand in his way.