With the Keeper of Tomes dead and the path ahead sinking only deeper, the Seductive Six are driven step by step toward Mithral Hall, where ruin waits in every shadow.

Disaster follows disaster, each revelation pulling them further into darkness, closer to a truth that should never have been uncovered.

Meanwhile, Salabur’s eye is fixed on the end of the world. Promising souls to Avernus as currency, the beholder prepares to plunge the realms into the Blood War itself.

With no light to guide them but each other, can the companions unravel his design before catastrophe consumes everything? Or will they fall, one by one, as pawns in a game already half-lost?