Aaron Fechner

When Zara awoke to find Valerius, leader of the legendary Gilded Knights, towering over her, she thought she'd gone mad. She was the Fury, mistress of claw and flame—armies trembled at her name! Now she lay chained and broken, a prisoner in her own home. But that wasn't why she thought herself mad. Only yesterday, she remembered a different life. She remembered her nephew in the local arcade, struggling to beat the villainous Zara the Fury in Knights of Eternity. She remembered her uncle and his big booming laugh.

Having traveled to Terythia’s capital, Typh and Arilla have pleaded with the humans who rule from their palatial estates to change their ways before it’s too late. Our duo have begged and scraped, sent out missives and emissaries all proclaiming the dire end that awaits them all should the eldritch Monsters be allowed to roam the surface unchecked. But the high nobles inside Helion have no intention of listening to an upjumped commoner and a dragon. Instead, they bury their heads in the sand, host extravagant balls, and play political games while the continent around them crumbles.