Uncovering why local legends were vanishing into thin air was supposed to save the Southwest. Instead, Macarthy Black just bought a front-row seat on an ancient monster’s hit list.

Now with a giant target on her back, she’s forced into cahoots with the absolute last three people she’d ever pick: an alcoholic necromancer, a sharp-tongued librarian cleric who refuses to shut up, and a dangerously charming arcanist with cartel ties.

Tempers flare, nobody trusts anybody, and the snark runs high. But with a world-altering Reaping on the horizon, this absolute disaster of a makeshift coven will have to pull it together—or watch the whole world turn to dust.