For millennia beyond reckoning the Eaters of the Gods ruled over this sunless world, waging their wecret war on each other through their Chosen, mortals granted a fraction of the Eaters in human powers in exchange for a life of servitude. Kaius counts himself among their hallowed ranks, devoted entirely to his brutal duties. Lucia is no more than a travelling minstrel, albeit one who found herself in the very worst place at the very worst time. How could mere mortals like them stand up against the vast alien power of the Eaters of the Gods?
The metal shrieked and sparks flicked off around them as they tried one another's strength. Kaius shuffled a half step forward, squaring his shoulders and bearing down with all of his called strength. The ground beneath Malius feet began to crack, the solid earth giving beneath the impossible strain.
