A BANSHEE.
Zane is poised to strike, but it\'s going to take more than his killer instincts, more than swords and shadows to vanqu.
Hordes of vengeful spirits are multiplying by the minute, closing in ranks.
Of course, nobody knows how or when the hallows will strike, or who among us is a traitor.
No big deal.
Evil is running rampant and the universe\'s Symmetry balances on my fingertips.
The veil between the living and the dead no longer exists.
War is coming.
LOVE TRANSCENDING.
A DEATH REAPER.
A BANSHEE