That was what his former master had named young Drake Douay, when, maddened by illness, he founded the religion of the Flame and claimed Drake as his chief enemy. But Drake, fleeing his apprenticeship as a maker of swords, would only trade one danger for countless far more deadly ones. For in a world torn by endless wars of conquest, a land riven by wizard-powered trench of fire, an inexperienced youth would be hard-pressed to stay alive...
Enjoyed it immensely, right up until it cut off. I would think it was just an unsettling down ending, or the lousiest cliffhanger ever, but it clearly wasn't over yet; the passage from the preview at the front hadn't happened, not even a little.