![]() ![]() ![]() Standing on the precipice, Darrow has a choice: Trust in Ares and reject Eo’s dream, or build the world she wanted. These are the angry masses, screaming to destroy the Golds and willing to accept any collateral damage no matter what their Color is. Darrow is surrounded by the shining brutality and cruelty of the Golds, the memory and warmth of Eo and her dream fading with each pitiless act of revenge.Ī chance encounter brings Darrow back into the fold of Ares, but these are not the Sons who Carved him. Mustang is gone, and Sevro and the Howlers are scattered to the furthest reaches of the solar system. In the two years since becoming Primus at the Institute and a scion of House Augustus, he has heard nothing from the Sons of Ares, whose underground rebellion is turning into increasingly destructive terrorism. Dust jacket illustration by Tommy Arnold.ĭarrow au Andromedus is now a Peerless Scarred, the pinnacle of Gold achievement, yet finds himself at a loss. ![]()
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