Four-year-old Nora Whitfield: her father, the “Soldier-God” who died on the frontier; her mother, dead of illness. The child became an orphan, then her heartless uncle flung her into the woodshed, fed her moldy scraps, and planned to sell her to settle his debts.
At the brink of despair, the retired war dog her father left behind lunged forward with a roar that shielded its tiny mistress. Together, girl and old hound tore through the siege and set out on a grueling search for family.
The uncle only sneered—what storm could a scrap of a girl and a decrepit dog raise? He had no idea he’d stirred up catastrophe.
When Nora Whitfield pulled out the blood-stained family photo she kept pressed to her heart.
The five comrades in that picture were now the nation’s five supreme war-gods—commanders of entire military regions.
The moment they saw the bruised, bone-thin little girl quaver out the word “Uncles,” those five generals exploded in fury. “You dare torment a martyr’s orphan? You’re courting death!”
In an instant, a million elite soldiers mobilized—solely to keep this lone child safe.
Whoever dared bully Nora Whitfield would pay a bitter price; no one would escape unscathed.
Hurt our martyr’s orphan, and even across endless distance we will annihilate you.
