Prologue

There is a race, my race, a people with just one purpose, one “religion”, to fight!

To fight is not our natural way, but a life we have had to learn and embrace as a way of survival.

Through the mists of time and legend we know of The Great Enemy, we learn about it when we can barely talk, our fathers teach us the way of it, and we want only to be free of this enemy once and for all, so we can live a life of freedom and frivolity, enjoying the finer things of life, as our race once did.

There is a race, my race, and I would die trying to free it!