Her name is Destiny - a paladin with a holy horse, a very large mace, and a one-way invitation into a two-thousand-year-old city of the dead, where it rains blood and the corpses don't stay down.
It's everything Chaos thought he wanted: a real quest, a real villain, and a chance to finally prove he's the great wizard he was always promised he'd be. It's also about to teach him something he very much did not want to learn.
The most powerful boy alive is going to have to earn it - and discover that the most dangerous magic of all is the chaotically inappropriate kind.
If you love the gleeful crudeness of Christopher Moore, the cosmic absurdity of Douglas Adams, and the warmth Terry Pratchett hid under the jokes, the Magic of Magic only gets more chaotic from here.
Chaotically Inappropriate Magic - Book Six of the Magic of Magic comic fantasy series.
DISCLAIMER: Adults only - this is not a kids' book, and a younger hero hasn't made it one. Expect crude language, puberty mined for every joke it's got, gym-bro heroics thick with subtext, a genuinely gruesome city of the dead, and - buried under all of it - a real story about earning your own worth. Bawdy, bloody, and secretly sincere.