The final part of the Erilian fantasy trilogy.
Finka can swing a bow and daggers and magic runs through her veins, just like her mother Zia and grandmother Kiara. The time of short hair and short skirts is coming, trams are running in the streets of Erilian and wizards are listening to jazz. The old times and legends are almost forgotten. No one has any idea of the revenge that is about to be wreaked, of the Masked Gentlemen's Guild, or of the five stars that are slowly but surely grouping together in a unique linear constellation in the sky.