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368 pages, Hardcover
Expected publication November 17, 2026
Then the pain, bursting like an overripe fruit, bloomed from she got hit and surged everywhere, until even the tips of her hair hurt.
Only Mara didn’t feel threatened. She was more than enthralled.
The boy’s skull was crushed and he died sometime between the first stone and the last.
walking like they had somewhere of vital importance to go.
just as ready to raise its colossal fist and ground its own people into dust.
the flames licked at Queen Seyrah’s face, slowly melting it into black ash.
As such, there was no way of predicting how the classes would go, and no way of preparing for them, which was how Mara had managed to–hah–survive most of her classes so far.
Life was good for Velingard’s only Earth Artist. Well, as far as Kaian knew, anyway.
He’d dismissed them as sons of Prestige employees or some other, but one in particular caught his eye.
His instincts were no longer pricking up, they were full-on shouting, trying to catch his attention.
But when he met Sergeant’s Cormack’s eye, something inside it reached past all those layers of conscious thought, ripping through them and going straight into the part of his brain that reacted based on just one single need: survival.