"It was a dark, blustery afternoon in spring, and the city of London was chasing a small mining town across the dried-out bed of the old north sea." The great traction city London has been skulking in the hills to avoid ..."It was a dark, blustery afternoon in spring, and the city of London was chasing a small mining town across the dried-out bed of the old north sea." The great traction city London has been skulking in the hills to avoid the bigger, faster, hungrier cities loose in the great hunting ground. But now, the sinister plans of lord Mayor Mangus Crome can finally unfold.