Abandoned by her family and betrayed by her own kin, she was thrown into prison—left to rot in the darkness, or so everyone believed.
Eight years of blood and battle forged her into something unstoppable. From prisoner to conqueror, she rose as the War God of the Northern Wastes, returning in a storm of vengeance and power.
When the truth of her Nine-Star War God title was unveiled, her enemies trembled on their knees.
Standing atop a mountain of corpses, she gazed down with a chilling smile. "Begging for mercy now?" Her voice was a blade, sharp and merciless. "Too late."
