If there is one thing which irks Seithe it's a woman who is beaten down by life. It's a man's world, but not for long. The winds of change are blowing and a plague is on the horizon. Angels and gods are putting their feet down hard enough to shake our brains and bones. It starts with Jamie, with a reacquainting of himself with our kind, but now Seithe has a much bigger plan for womankind. There will be enough angels for everyone, and no, it's not raining men, it's swarming with them Jowendrhan unleashes the plague, Ellie dies in order to live, and Seithe falls in love with Jamie. It's a trinity of perfection, one which will send a shiver of lucem into your heart, it will prod your mind into thinking like an Einstein, and it will curl your toes with ecstasy. Angels are complex creatures, there's just one problem, we have no clue what an angel is.