Wrath

Drakondia only ever loved one person. Mother and the rest of the brood might have given up on Lucinda but she certainly wasn't about to. There was only one route to follow leading straight to the heart of Pewterclaw. Safron Black held the key to solving the mysterious disappearance. Faced with an option of death he was bound to squeal louder than a piglet on slaughter day. If he didn't dwindling hope would give way to vigilante justice. WRATH was about to be unleashed on the magical city. Will Jade and her friends weather the incoming storm or allow the sheer nature of anger to blindside them all?