Im Val Thorvald, and Im an assassin.When magical bad guys hurt people, I take care of them. Permanently.This doesnt make me popular with the rest of the magical communityas you can tell from the numerous break-ins and assassination attempts Ive endured over the years. But thanks to my half-elven blood, a powerful sword named Chopper, and a telepathic tiger with an attitude, Ive always been able to handle my problems with aplomb. Maybe some cursing and swearing, too, but definitely aplomb.That changes when my boss is afflicted with a mysterious disease, a government agent starts investigating me, and agodforsakendragonshows up in the middle of my latest job.Ive taken down vampires, zombies, and ogres, but dragons are way,waymore powerful. And it doesnt look like this one is going to like me.Worse than that, he wants to use his magic to compel me to do his bidding, as if Im some weak-minded minion.Thatsnotgoing to happen. Id die before being some dragons slave.But if I cant figure out a way to avoid him, save my boss, and get rid of the government spook, Im screwed. Or dead. Or screwedanddead. And thats never comfortable.Pick upSinister Magictoday to see if I make it. Even if you dont care about me, I promise the tiger is cool.