Before Ardan, another man stood against the darkness.
But Arthur never wanted to be a hero.
Heroes don't wake up shaking, reaching for the bottle before breakfast. Heroes don't see the faces of the dead every time they close their eyes. But when Naberius brings hell to the Iron Gates—a hundred thousand soldiers and a demon that killed an Archangel—someone has to stand against him. And the other Templars, Light help them, look to Arthur.
The Iron Gates have never fallen. But they've never faced Naberius. And Naberius has never faced a man like Arthur.
Heroes are forged in fire. Legends are built on corpses. And Arthur is about to learn that saving a nation demands more than any man has to give.
