Into the Unknown
It moved in unpredictable, looping arcs, its dance as deadly as it was mesmerizing, its scythe-arms cutting through the stone of the soaring towers as readily as it rent bronze and flesh and bone. A chilling, gruesome display that froze the hearts of both mortals and Titans.
Porphyra did not freeze. And, living up to her namesake, she did not flinch either. She clashed with the thing that twice-over towered above her, and made it stop its onslaught, if only for a moment.
—description from the publisher
