The Uncertainty of the Anchoring Pen

The Pavilion Master and the others were already outnumbered, each of them would have to face two opponents at once.

But even that wasn't the greatest danger.

The real problem was Changhu Town itself.

The dwarves weren't likely to take their side.

If the town guards got involved, there would be no escape, only surrender.

This wasn't something William could figure out on his own.

It wasn't a discussion to have with Alice, but rather with Metatron and the others.

Alice knew that William wasn't working alone. He couldn't afford to be.

If he were acting solo, there would be no way for him to steal the quill from the Playwright's grasp.

Her patience was wearing thin.

"So when are you going to start?" she pressed.

The fourth act had just ended. Only one final act remained.

In this precarious situation, even the contingency plan given to her by the Old Witch might not work.