The wyrm have escaped the void... Larger than dragons. Nastier than snakes. Terrifying as hell. They threaten the underwater mer-kingdom of Fomoria... a kingdom of my ancestors... and the city of New Orleans. But a dragon's curse lingers in my soul... I can speak to these creatures, I can hear their cries. These wyrm aren’t the real threat. Something else is coming... something much worse… Even the wyrm are terrified… I have to save them, before the Fomorian merlegion destroys them. Once the voidbringer arrives, the wyrm will offer our best chance to survive. Can I even tame these monsters? If not, it won’t just mean the slaughter of the merfolk, or the death of humanity. It will mean the end of existence itself.