Freiya never expected that Veinforger wasn't merely waging campaigns of human devastation.
In the shattered frontiers, Kaedon bring The Cranial Stalkers, more than any royal military, to enforce the Kingdom of Mining, Gholn. Human slavery had to face her wrath. But all the intrigue forced Freiya to lead that swarm of rogues.
Mages, merchant guilds, alliances between kingdoms, and the schemes of lords gave birth to a new general.
Diplomacy burn down palaces in its wake, igniting rebellion in the hearts of desperate merchants, and turning whispers into fire. Yet in the theater of conflict between three kingdoms,she discovered that Void Power was not only a force of destruction, but also assassins in the night, espionage woven from trust, and the fragile worth of faith itself.
Freiya thought she was hunting tyrants. She didn't know something far worse was waiting.
What began as sabotage now burns through the bones of empires. Beyond the fractured borders, something ancient watches, older than kingship, crueler than war,
A power risen from steel and spell
From the conquest of cities to entire kingdoms, they speak her name in hushed breath. The general.
A whisper laced in blood. The world of Pangea now knows her name: The Doombringer.
“A general does not chase victory. He bleeds so others may hope. But let the world remember, hope is forged in war.”
Kaedon Vyrth, Vyrth-Ka of the Cranial Stalkers
