The Magnificent Magnus Bane
“ Iam tibi impero et praecipio, maligne spiritus! I summon you, by the power of bell, book, and candle. I summon you from the airy void, from the darkest depths. I summon you, Elyaas who swims in the midnight seas of eternally drowning souls, Elyaas who lurks in the shadows that surround Pandemonium, Elyaas who bathes in tears and plays with the bones of lost sailors.”
Magnus drawled the words, tapping his nails on his cup and examining his chipped green nail polish.
- The Bane Chronicles









