In the woods near Moxtli a battle takes place between the Tyrant and the Graces and a Rhoynish rabble rouser. 
Old grudges boiled to the surface from the Graces who attempted to challenge the Mireling.
A challenge that was met by the Tyrant with his full power.
Power that brought the three magi to their knees.

Quote:"You've forgotten my lessons boy, now you and all those around you suffer for your own weakness."

By the end the Warchief was captured and at the Tyrant's mercy. However, a passionate plea from their cousin secured a trade.
Maple for Aries.

The One Winged Drakanite was then drug into the Mire's depths.