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After having been on the back-foot for some time, John and his circle of friends now have an opportunity to end the war once and for all. But the new ruler of the world has other ideas entirely as he works tirelessly to consolidate his power at every possible point of infiltration. With the stakes rising ever higher, our heroes must consider the unthinkable: that magic itself must be destroyed in order to save humanity from it. Only when the world itself is on the brink of destruction is the darkest hour upon them, and yet there remains one last possibility for salvation. But can our heroes…mehr

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After having been on the back-foot for some time, John and his circle of friends now have an opportunity to end the war once and for all. But the new ruler of the world has other ideas entirely as he works tirelessly to consolidate his power at every possible point of infiltration. With the stakes rising ever higher, our heroes must consider the unthinkable: that magic itself must be destroyed in order to save humanity from it. Only when the world itself is on the brink of destruction is the darkest hour upon them, and yet there remains one last possibility for salvation. But can our heroes harness a power so great that it can literally bend fate itself to their will? Or will such an attempt doom them once and for all?
Autorenporträt
Proved to be 'of a cavalier attitude' to life, the author failed his entry to be an R.A.F. pilot. Armed with five GCE 'O'Levels and no real community spirit he was urged on by his father to join Manchester City Police. His father, an ex-commando, having gone through five years of hell was a great believer in 'bottle'. Our languishing hero was an easy target to prove he had plenty. He later enjoyed the years of fighting, preventing and detecting crime as the GMP motto still proclaims, by now, with total abandon and little accuracy. Identified as a naturaI he moved through the Plain Clothes Department, The Drug Squad, the CID city centre, then the CID Didsbury and finally the Regional Crime Squad before resigning, being totally disillusioned at the 'wokeism' which was affecting his black arts of criminal detection. Be in no doubt he is qualified, has credentials and experience to ably compare the charlatans posing as leaders of Greater Manchester Police with real success. Become engrossed in the alarming detail "you'll hear fat dripping off a chip"