The Thunder Cloud is the perfect leader of the perfect world, but he has no control over the sickles. A year has passed since Rowan disappeared from all radars. He became an urban legend. He judges the fallen sickles by destroying them with fire. His stories are told in whispers, his fame spread across the continent. Serp Anastasia weeds with unfailing compassion for his chosen ones. She openly challenges the sickles of the "new order" . But when her life begins to be threatened and her weeding methods are questioned, it becomes obvious that not everyone in the Order is ready for change. Old and new enemies unite, rot is spreading in the Order. Rowan and Citre lose hope. Will the Thunder Cloud intervene? Or will it simply watch from the sidelines as the ideal world collapses?