The second sun has returned as our Bone Throwers foresaw--casting the nine realms into war. My name is Ash, and I fell in the battle for Baiseen. But I'm awake now, slowly putting the pieces back together. My Heir has lost his throne. My sailor is gone. And there is an emptiness inside me I can't explain. Amid the chaos, someone must collect the original twelve whistle bones from all corners of the world. Marcus is named to lead the cause, but with his volatile phantom, he'll need diplomacy as much as his sword. And we are not the only ones to seek the bones. Yet succeed we must. Because if we don't, it will be death to all...