"We spent so long searching for swords in the south, we never realised our true enemy ...”
Triston Ector fled the Fords and sought refuge with the Northern warlords, selling the secrets of his homeland for protection.
But a deadlier threat has hordes of red skinned beasts, mindless and ravenous, who consume the flesh of man and animal alike.
Triston and his — tenous — allies must brave the winter wastes and reach the safety of Dawn Guard before the horde can find them.
But the creatures draw closer, predicting their every move, as though some kind of intelligence were guiding them, searching for something in the frozen hills ...
The conclusion to the Winter War of Siwan's Suffering