"What the hell was that?" Jordan hollered out. "No More MAGIC!!!" He just wanted to be left alone. He knew he had seen a dragon flying over his farm. A dragon? Seriously? And that repeating dream of a castle with flags just like the stuff from King Arthur lore. Why that dream? Jordan was at his breaking point and couldn't take any more Magic. Katelyn knew something was up when Jordan told her about his dream. She was having the exact same one. Oh, brother! Now what? Katelyn knew The Magic was strong in The Creek. The energy was shifting, and that usually meant a battle between Good and Evil was about to take place. But how did the castle thing fit in?