Mixed blood wasn’t welcome in any of the three tribes. They were labeled “dormandi” and cast out. Yet here she stood. Protected by a former Chieftain. Hidden away in a nest of dense forest for eighteen years, she had finally earned the right to Ascension. A point in time where all tribe members were given the gifts of the Ancients. But, upon her gifts being bestowed, the Chieftain of War declared it unspeakable. He brought down a sentence no one could overturn. Trial by combat, lest she be thrown to the Outlands. Endless fields of head high wheat that held many dangers and secrets of the tribes’ history.

With her right to live on the line, she set off with the people she called family. All they wanted her to do was run. Plead with the other Chieftains to call it off. Refusing to hear their words, she broke away from them to find her own route to victory. But it was a choice that would lead her down a path of regret, misfortune, and burning questions about the truth.