The tension in the room was suffocating, but for the first time in history, it wasn't because they were at each other's throats. Forced into a corner by a darkness that threatened to erase both Earth and Meridian, the most unlikely alliance in the multiverse had gathered in the damp cellar of the Silver Dragon. ​Will Vandom spread a flickering map of Meridian across a crate, her hands trembling slightly. "If the Shadow Master isn't the beast we fought in Heatherfield... if that was just a distraction... then who is leading them?" she asked, her eyes searching the ancient artifacts for a clue they might have missed.