The White Tiger snarled and drooled, growing in size, his canines glowing as they flashed... Raywyn was whirled away by her captor... he went to slash her across the throat... Metarch's voice boomed out its ghoulish scorn... 'You are weak and useless like all of your kind. I will destroy all the people of the earth...' The external threats are real, but Raywyn's greatest challenge comes from within. Will she succumb to the turmoil of her spirit and her past? Or bend with the elements around her, overcome the dark forces and fulfil her promise?