Nobody was spared from the last battle. Jaxon is changing into someone I don't recognize, Hudson has put up a wall I doubt I'll ever be able to get past, and Flint is upset with the world. War is now imminent, and we are unprepared. If we want to win at all, we're going to need an army. But first, there are some unanswered questions concerning my ancestors. Responses that may just point out who among us is the true monster. And that's saying something in a world where immortal gargoyles, bloodthirsty vampires, and a vengeful god-versus-god fight arose.I have no choice but to take action if we want to save this world, even though there's no assurance that anyone will be standing when everything is said and done. I'll have to accept every aspect of who I am, even the aspects that scare me the most.