Alora Virellan, Third Princess of the Virellan Royal Line, had lived within Shane's shelter for nearly a year now.
To most, she was simply another recruit, but she remembered vividly the day she and her knights or protectors had been pulled from the gray fog.
At that time, her kingdom was collapsing under the endless tide of zombies. The palace walls had fallen, the banners of Virellan burned, and she and her loyal guard, three shieldbearers, three swordsmen, three archers, had fought desperately to survive.
They were about to be overwhelmed when the fog descended, swallowing them whole.
No one knew how long they had wandered inside that strange mist.
Time seemed suspended, and the world outside had muted.
And then, suddenly, they were standing in Shane's shelter, summoned through the Master‑Grade Recruitment Stones.
Ten lives saved, ten warriors given a second chance…
