He clawed his way out of the Pit. Fought, bled, ruled. Now, Two is ready to take the throne. The King is dying, and Two has waited a lifetime for this moment—rising from dust and death to become second-in-command of Woestynn’s brutal underworld. But another contender circles like a vulture, and in the mines, there’s only one winner takes the crown, loser dies. To lose means not just death for Two, but for every soul loyal to his court. And no one survives Woestynn by being merciful. The Mine takes everything. The crown demands more.