GuttCutter: Rise of the Wizard King

Two hunters. One wizard. Only one gets the kill.

Seiry Bloodletter has spent her life earning a place in the Brotherhood of the Northern Lands, the most feared fighting force in the north. When her father dies, she claims the right to lead Clan Bloodletter. But the Brotherhood does not grant power for sentiment. To take the High Seat she must bring back the head of Mindeel, court wizard to King Goudall and the most dangerous man alive. Fail, and she loses everything. Succeed, and she might lose herself.

At her side is Glashirrim, a cursed demon blade that grows stronger with every kill. The sword makes her deadly, but it also whispers constantly, hungry for more. Riding south with a small band of warriors she only half trusts, Seiry crosses a brutal world of clan politics, ancient forests, fairy magic, and noble houses playing lethal games with other people’s lives. Every alliance has a cost. Every mile toward Mindeel demands blood. And the sword never stops whispering.

Then there is GuttCutter. He is not human. He is a saber-toothed titan the size of a small horse, fur scarred by a sky dragon’s claws, fangs long as short swords, golden eyes that hold nothing soft. In the old tongue his name means chief of chiefs, and once he led the Clan of Four Winds across the Sea of Grass. Until Mindeel destroyed them. The wizard stole their souls one by one, feeding on their essence to build his power. Only GuttCutter survived, protected by the blood of the sky dragon he killed. Since that day he has done only one thing. Hunt.

Two hunters are closing on the same prey. Seiry needs Mindeel’s head to claim her throne. GuttCutter needs the killing blow to free his people. They may have to work together to reach him, but only one of them can finish it. And neither intends to step aside.

This is not a gentle story. The world is not fair. And the hunt never stops.