Pyke can hear the ink's whisper. It speaks of pacts and vengeance, of traitors choking on the ash of a city in ruins. Pyke paid the price for his power, and now power is all that he is—no longer a man, but a phantom of Rabadon City. Yet slivers of truth bleed through the haze of his mind, imbuing him with a renewed sense of purpose: drown the Cabal.
