The devil has blue eyes, an Irish accent and just an indescribable, bordering on hatred, hostility towards me. He blames me for being the one who started the war. He blames me for playing tricks with his sworn enemies. The fact that his people died. Although I am innocent on all counts of the notorious accusation, he is eager to get even. In his desire to take revenge on everyone and everything, he finds nothing better than to take me captive. But, as we both soon learn, there are much stronger desires in human nature than the thirst for revenge. When the devil meets his she-devil, and she... his sworn enemy, a real war breaks out.