I was engineered for war. As an elite soldier of the Blended Coalition, I go where they tell me. I don’t ask questions. The mission. That’s all there is. But somethin’s changing’. Gods and magic? That skrit makes my head hurt. Things aren’t what I fraggin’ thought they were—or was told. Turns out the Coalition is rotten from the inside. Orders don’t make sense. I feel doubt in my gut. Now I’m stuck, tryin’ to decide what to do. But somehow, I got the feelin’ that I ain't gonna get a choice anyway.