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the "Crossing of Swords"
A tormented land where only a boy, a wolf-woman, and an man with the blood of millions on his hands can hope to bring peace.
"A Sword Forged," the first part of the "Crossing of Swords" series, introduces the world of Arith, a land torn asunder by magic, demons, and wars, striving for survival after enduring disaster upon disaster for the past two thousand years. It is a land where a woman with the natural spark of magic refuses to accept her path, feeling abandoned by both her mentor and her god, forced to walk through the terrors of the night alone. It is a land in which a boy discovers he has the power of Creation, able to restore life or take it with simply a thought, and finds he has no one to teach him to control the Gift -- no one to teach him how to protect his friends. It is a land where the most powerful warrior in existence, a man who could easily force all of Arith to bend knee to him, is pained by his past and now atones for the wrongs of his kind: the torment of Arith's last two millennia. It is a land threatened by an insane evil that cares nothing for its own existence, only the utter destruction of all who live and breathe. It is this land a wolf woman, an innocent boy, and a warrior who hides his face must rise to defend, for if they do nothing then Arith will surely suffer the "Crossing of Swords."
Jeffry nodded at his father as Jaenie clutched her two sisters to her. The smoke had just begun overwhelming the girls when a black figure appeared from the heart of the searing heat. Jeffry and Mark brought their staves to bear defensively, fearing the worst. Mikkael rushed through the blaze. The man didn't even bother protecting his face. The C'Saidin bore his blade in one hand, its polished gleam marred with blood, and a blanket in the other. He slid the sword back into its sheath and gestured for the girls.
To Karina it appeared the specter of death was reaching for her babies, but the smoke had so overwhelmed her that she could only offer a weak protest when her husband picked his youngest daughters up and handed them to the dark warrior, mumbling assurances to the girls. Mikkael covered their heads with the blanket. "I'll come back," he said as he turned and disappeared into the gathering smoke. Seconds later he returned with two more blankets, which he gave to Jaenie and Karina.