A deafening boom shook the stillness of the night, then frantic screams and pounding on Scarlett Axel's cottage door. She was left sitting upright, her heart racing.

"Scarlett! We need a healer!! Scarlett! Hurry!!"

The words sent her shivering. She leaped out of bed, her mind racing. Something must have happened that would require her so urgently? She pulled on her shoes and threw on a sweater, yanking it down over her head as she hunched over at the sink, splashing water on her face. She quickly bound her hair back into a low ponytail. Her system was filled with nervous energy, and she struggled against the urge to wring...