For the Grisym to rise, the light must dim. Only then can one master the dark. (keep as tag line at the top) Bryony can no longer stand to be the light wielder the world believes she is. Nor can she stomach the dangerous being she has become. To herself. To her family. To her friends. A wielder shouldn't be able to hold power the way she does. And anyone who knows what lives in her veins can only be either her enemy or her ally. Fleeing to London has only bought her so much time against her opposition. They will hunt her. They will find her. The wielding world thought they had successfully killed off her kind. They failed. Bryony's birth father ensured the Grisyms thrived, concealed by the dirty deeds of the New Order. And now that the Grisyms have begun to rise, the light will fade. Bryony and those who stand with her will eliminate anyone who poses a threat to her life. No questions asked. No remorse. They will all bleed for their actions. There's no other way.