The sixth book in the Terrestria Chronicles. Reaching the base of the mountain, the huge figure turned, raised his cape, and with a forceful gesture brought it swiftly down. The mountain trembled. A white-hot bolt of lightning slashed from the heavens and struck the ridge. Thunder boomed. With a roaring cacophony of sound that made it seem as if all of Terrestria were being destroyed, the mountain collapsed upon itself, sliding downward with a thunderous roar and forever sealing off the entrance to the cavern. The figure smiled in satisfaction. "Sleep, my lovely ones," he cried. "Take your rest. One day you shall be awakened by mortals, and then you shall do my bidding. Terrestria shall be ours."