When the old world is overcome by nuclear holocaust, Talina is drawn into a land of wizards, kings, and intrigue. Uncertain of her past, plagued by memories of times long gone, and bound to her future, Talina is left to decide whether to follow her heart, or the destiny of magic that is the legacy of a forgotten race.
"And it shall come to pass that the Old World will be tested and found wanting.
It will pass through the fires of destruction.
One must journey to the wronged land and pay the price,
the blood of the Savior must be spilled to renew the land."
CHARACTER ART
by Tim Barklay
Excerpt
As Jayde turned her attention back to the fight, Kasu stepped quickly to the side, allowing an unobstructed view of his opponent. Almost quicker than the human eye, she whipped out her dagger and flung it at the man. Jayde hit him squarely in the throat. While he gasped and gurgled on his own blood, she stepped past her stunned leader and undid the man’s belt. She retrieved the keys and handed them to Kasuratu.
“What?” she asked coolly.
He snapped his mouth closed.
“You were taking too long.” She grabbed her knife and cleaned it on her unfortunate victim.