Shadow's Edge: The Night Angel Trilogy, 2
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From New York Times bestselling author Brent Weeks...
Kylar Stern has rejected the assassin's life. The Godking's successful coup has left Kylar's master, Durzo, and his best friend, Logan, dead. He is starting over:
But when he learns that Logan might actually be alive and in hiding, Kylar is faced with an agonizing choice: will he give up the way of shadows forever and live in peace with his new family, or will he risk everything by taking on the ultimate hit?
The Way of Shadows
Beyond the Shadows
Night Angel: The Complete Trilogy (omnibus)
The Way of Shadows: The Graphic Novel
For more from Brent Weeks, check out:
The Black Prism
The Blinding Knife
The Broken Eye
The Blood Mirror
The Book of the Dead (Pendergast, Book 7)
Flinx Transcendent (Adventures of Pip & Flinx, Book 14)
The Saint on Guard (Simon Templar 'The Saint', Book 25)
The gamble. What Vi did now was the real trick. Good luck, Vi. May you come back to us ready to heal. She hoped that someday she might sit with Vi in her chambers at the Chantry and laugh about what they’d done today, but she didn’t think it would happen. Not after what she’d just done. Passionate women tended to hate women like Sister Ariel. Or at least they hated being coldly manipulated—but what choice did Ariel have? “And now you,” she said, turning. “My undying warrior. How do you work?”.
Ten? fireballs before you’re spent. Usually, you’ll kill two to five men with each fireball. With the line this thin, you’ll kill one. You might even miss completely. Agon knows he’s gambling. If the main line comes to support his line too late, his first line will be slaughtered, but if they hit within five or ten seconds, he’ll have saved hundreds and nullified the, uh, effects on morale. It looks like we’ve found a general who knows how to fight meisters. There might be hope for Cenaria after.
Such a name. It’s just a shot over the bow to let us know they’re serious.” “What do they want?” Ariel asked. Istariel’s eye twitched, and she rubbed it. “Many things, but one of the primary demands is that we start a new school of magic here. A school that breaks with our traditions.” “How much of a break?” “A men’s school, Ariel.” That was more than a break from tradition. It was a seismic upheaval. “We believe some of them have married magi already.” “What do you want me to do?” Ariel.
Dying. “Yes,” she said. “One of our young and foolhardy sisters disappeared here. I’ve come to look for her.” “The Dark Hunter,” he said, finally remembering. At tables around them, conversations ceased. Dour faces turned toward Kylar. From their expressions, he could see that the topic wasn’t so much taboo as it was gauche. “Sorry,” he mumbled, and began attacking a meat pie. Sister Ariel watched in silence as he ate. He felt a twinge of suspicion, wondering what Durzo would have said if he.
Anyone tries anything, I throw the key down the hole,” she said. “I swear by all the gods of hell and pain and the Hole.” “We do this one at a time,” Logan said. “I’ll tell you who goes next.” He drew the knife and handed it to Natassa. “Natassa, anyone comes close before their turn, you stick them with this, all right?” Again, he said it loudly so everyone would know. “Natassa will be the first out. She’ll tie the rope to something up there so we can all climb out. Fin and me will be the last,.