Follows the story of barbarian hero Cormac Mac Art, the outcast leader of a band of Vikings during the reign of King Arthur, and his sidekick, Wulfhere the Skull-Splitter, who is a self-proclaimed enemy to all humans and demons. Reissue.

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Forced into exile, Cormac Mac Art, a fifth-century Irish prince becomes a pirate with his companion, Wulfhere the Dane

The name of Lucanor "Magus" strikes fear into the souls of all who sail the rough seas between Galicia and Britannia, for the spells of this mage and sorcerer are as evil as his heart—and he will rule these shores by whatever means he can. But he reckons without Cormac mac Art, he of the black hair and light eyes who has struck his own kind of fear throughout his native Eirrin and as far beyond as seafarers wander and tell tales of courage. Cormac is a warrior, more than a match for any other with sword or ax, but he is more than that. The blood of the High-kings of ancient days runs in his veins: the sorceries of such as Lucanor cannot overcome him though they come from the very bowels of Hell!

"What dark sorcery sends into my brain these memories that cannot be memories, for a full thousand lifetimes separate me from Atlantis! But... I was there, ever the warrior, ever slaying so that I must come back, and back..." Thus haunted by images of a past stretching back to the beginning of time, Cormac Mac Art and his comrade, Wulfhere Skull-Splitter, are hurled through a swirling maelstrom on their ship, Wolfsail, to a faraway shore. There, Cormac joins up with the Princess Samaire and sets out on a fantastic adventure to regain the throne that rightfully belongs to... Sword of the Gael.

Cormac Mac Art, the son of an Irish king, forced to live the life of an outlaw after he is unjustly accused of a crime, is finally vindicated and then pursued by an evil wizard who has waited centuries to seek revenge.

In pursuit of the wizard Thulsa Doom, Cormac mac Art and his giant red-beared companion Wulfhere Hausakluifr have traveled far and suffered much. At last, the sorcerer is theirs, imprisoned in the only way his magic cannot overcome: impaled with two long swords on the mast of Cormac's ship. Bas the Druid reads the prophecy: "The skull of the undying wizard severed and wrapped in good leather must be put into the hands of a crowned woman. She must pound the skull into dust with an iron hammer..." But even as the Druid speaks, Cormac's ship seems to shudder- and suddenly the familiar shores of Eirrin are no more. For the wizard, unable to escape his fate, has vanished into another dimension - and taken his captors with him!