(from the back of the book) "Rest assured, this is no ordinary treasure hunt. Each and every one of you will face inevitable hardship and danger. Most of you, despite your magic, will fail. But among you, from the depths of despair, will rise heroes! Indeed, the victors of this, Dre'Amm's greatest Quest, shall earn a seat in the throne room of Legend!" The final mote of Lord Blick's speech rang like a distant bell of old, conjuring images of majesty and greatness.
Root marveled in the moment hardly imaginable. Only yesterday she was living with her boorish aunts in a half puce, half orange house and now here she was in a strange and secret land of old, not only an invited participant of a magical Quest, but apparently she was magic, too, although she had yet to see evidence of that.
She surveyed the others, hundreds of vying teens, most of which were alreadu magically trained, and felt fear course through her veins. But it rode the back of something much more fierce that demanded she stay... The race of a lifetime is about to begin... On your marks... Get set... Go!