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Chapter One

Near dawn, Sas, each breath like fire as he surveyed the Superstition battlefield

He’d been fighting death vampires for hours, like the rest of the Militia Warriors

Sweat trickled from beneath his weapons harness and down his back

Blood seeped in a few places as well since one or tords had caught skin

He was a fucking mess

But the death vah the diht, dozens of them hour after hour

He’d never seen so many pretty-boys at a Borderland before, which meant of course that the chaos left over from Darian Greaves’s defeat in recent weeks, had turned up the heat Maybe it was a good thing to have the Coenerals had hauled the re places before Thorne, in charge of the Allied Ascender Forces, had been able to run theround

Chaos now ruled Second Earth

The fucking as still game on

At the very least, the current engageht squads of Militia Warriors Thirty-two trained men But what the situation really needed was another Warrior of the Blood who could handle up to eight pretty-boys at a tiled to slay just one

He extended his vao battled – holy shit – thirteen death vao fought with his back to the immense monolith of the Superstition Mountains, a Latin God in the

Samuel whipped his warrior phone fro kilt and thumbed over the surface He kept his sword at the ready and turned in a slow circle keeping his eye sharp for more trouble

“Central Command, Jeannie here

How can I help, Warrior Samuel?” He served as back-up to Section Leader Nathaniel He didn’t like the job, but right nohat anyone liked didn’t matter