Death is not a reason to skip school. And despite the fact that, according to the logic of the revived goddess, there is no need to learn magic, it turned out that without a diploma, be you at least three times an immortal creature with wings and chaos behind your back, you cannot survive in Stormhold. And the dark god is still obsessed with dominating the world. He will stop at nothing, sweep away gods, kings, mortals in his path. And even me, his own sister, whose return he dreamed of. War, new, old friends and study are just the tip of the iceberg of my problems. Then there's the Fire King. Will he accept what he has lost? Will he accept what he has found?