“Between shifting sands and shifting loyalties, a rebel rises.”

Once, long ago, we weren’t ruled by fear. But those days—when magic bloomed across every race and our gods walked among us—are gone. Buried under the blood-soaked onslaught of the dark immortals. They’ve claimed our magic, our land, our freedom, showing no mercy. They’ve ruled for centuries, keeping rebellion at bay with their cruelty. But the embers of revolution never died out entirely. Now, they are starting to glow.

In the sand-choked city Adraedor, survival is the only currency that matters. I learned early on to trust no one and keep my head down, refusing to risk escaping into the dunes littered with the massive bones of our fallen gods.

Until he arrived.

Theron, the Lord Marshal, carrying the weight of disgrace and his own secrets. He is the architect of my loss, the thief of my past. The man who stole everything from me. My hate for him burns hotter than the desert sun, goading me to throw caution to the scorching winds.

Rebels are stirring, their voices growing louder each day, shaking the iron grip of the empire. I’m caught in the crosshairs, trapped in a deadly dance with Theron. Revenge is a burning torch guiding me through the treacherous alleys of this city. I must sidestep his hidden motives, make decisions that might be the edge between life and death.

As I inch closer to my destiny, the world isn’t what it seems to be anymore. Treachery is a hidden viper in the sands, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. Everything is at stake. My life. My freedom.

But freedom demands a price, a price steeper than I ever anticipated.