Flying demons, a city in ruins...... and a bit of a rodent problem I need to solve.Being trapped in a post-apocalyptic city has its perks. Free dusty clothes, all the canned food you can eat, a slowly deteriorating city. Paradise. Or it would be if the city wasn't filled with man-eating Vil¿, hundreds of Edmund's men, and a mole. Not the massive blind rat things, but the kind that's working for the massive blind rat things. By which I mean Edmund. It seems we have one of those, although we can't figure out who it is. Watching Edmund stay one step ahead of us is doing nothing for the overall morale, however. Which is already pretty low seeing as we are trapped inside of Edmund's Zit. And yes, I know, we decided not to call it that, but it's feeling a bit too accurate nowadays. Thom's still in a coma, Sain is deteriorating, Wyn is a bit of a mess, and did I mention the mole? Ilyan and I just need to keep everything together, which would be so much easier if my father would keep his nose out of things. If anyone's a zit, it's him.