Ceralie wept every day underneath forced instruction of the clan's dark arts. Difficult enough for willing apprentices, her reluctance kept success at bay for countless attempts. Yet after summoning little more than misshapen lumps of flesh and blood, she finally brought forth a true demon. Her elated father lavished his praises for the first time, but she fainted from distress upon seeing who the figure was: her future identity as history's most nefarious summoner.