Publisher's blurb: Demonic corruption glows a fiery red where it lingers in this destroyed marketplace. Little is left of the sunlight and laughter which used to echo over the cobbled streets. Now, holes have been blasted into rooftops, and the stands where treats and trinkets were once sold are left seared, and torn. The cracked fountain dried up long ago, and few travel through the abandoned marketplace now. Smelling of ash and death, many with common-sense avoid it—lest the corruption claim them, too…