Gift of the Gods — Alan Martin

Lysandra was in way over her head. The secrets the Ruins kept were beyond anything the Order had prepared her for. Helisonus was a foreboding place, but lifeless it was not. It was a bridge to a forgotten power. The war that had long since laid waste to the City of the Gods was far from over. She feared her pilgrimage to bring balance to the place may have only hastened its downfall. The Age of Change had come. New terrors walked the land, unleashed by her very hand. However, not all was lost; a seed had sprouted in her and all who had sown allegiance. To keep the Dark Tide from washing over the living, she needed the supernatural gifts that now possessed her brave escorts. Her path was clear; the road ahead harrowing. Convincing mankind of the choice they had to make would be no easy task. One thing was certain; the truth that now burdened her would tear the realm in two.