By way of a staggering
deception, Karou has taken control of the chimaera rebellion and is
intent on steering its course away from dead-end vengeance. The future
rests on her, if there can even be a future for the chimaera in
war-ravaged Eretz.
Common enemy, common cause.
When Jael's brutal seraph army trespasses into the human world, the
unthinkable becomes essential, and Karou and Akiva must ally their enemy armies against the threat. It is a twisted version of their long-ago
dream, and they begin to hope that it might forge a way forward for
their people.
And, perhaps, for themselves. Toward a new way of living, and maybe even love.
But there are bigger threats than Jael in the offing. A vicious queen is
hunting Akiva, and, in the skies of Eretz... something is happening.
Massive stains are spreading like bruises from horizon to horizon; the
great winged stormhunters are gathering as if summoned, ceaselessly
circling, and a deep sense of wrong pervades the world.
What power can bruise the sky?
From the streets of Rome to the caves of the Kirin and beyond, humans,
chimaera and seraphim will fight, strive, love, and die in an epic
theater that transcends good and evil, right and wrong, friend and
enemy.
At the very barriers of space and time, what do gods and monsters dream of? And does anything else matter?
