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702 pages, Hardcover
First published January 1, 2008
"Greetings, Dessembrae," spoke a nearby gnawed skull, once buried but since dug up by scavengers. "And I say Dessembrae for I see you are here now in that aspect."
The man let go a long breath, rolled his neck to ease its tension. "A long time, Hood."
"Indeed. Dare I say how just like those old times?"
The man's face twisted in loathing. "No, you may not."
"Yet here you are - why are you here?"
"I am bearing witness to a death. A soldier's death."
"How...commonplace."
"He was no common soldier, though he knew it not. Had the Seti remained he would have out-generalled the Imperial forces, and had his bodyguard been a fraction of an instant faster, would have proven victorious over the Guard as well. He would have made High Fist and risen to become one of the greatest commanders ever thrown up by the Empire. But all that potential died here today, unrealized. Known to none."