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Filth drives Night’s Grasp. It comes in the form of emerald landscapes, sprawling seas, and adorning cities that punctuate the land’s peace. It lines the slums with disease and feces. But it also graces the scarred village girl with morose comfort. When Cariaah is saved from the reign of her unstable father by the enigmatic but angelic Zenira, her focus shifts from survival to wielding the blade at his hip. To being no one else but him. However, when she is thrown into an abyssal order of dark servants, seeking to rid the land of its “filth,” the lengths of her morbid desires are tested, as well as her devotion to her savior.