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The only thing Melana Morithye really wanted was to start over. She was weary of living life as a thief and was prepared to bid her boss farewell after completing her latest errand for him. However, the actions of her partner Dryzer had turned a simple errand into a lengthy journey. They were far from home and had no easy means of returning quickly. What Melana expected least of all was running into a young woman whose very soul was in the grip of Zembifen of the Immortals. It seemed as though Melana's fate was tied to that of this young woman, whom she swore she had seen before. Now Melana's journey will take its deadliest turn, leading her towards what could be the very chance she seeks to begin anew... or towards certain death.
There is no rest for a Revenger. No sooner had Tinzet forked over her money to a self-described informant than said informant chose to flee, leading her on a wild chase all throughout the city. But she would soon discover that the actions of this two-bit thief were really the least of her worries. A sniper, who had been shadowing the Revengers for some time, was evidently growing restless and firing on them at every available opportunity. Neither Tinzet nor her fellow Revengers, Zelda and Ahnkha, had any idea who this sniper was or why they were the targets. What Tinzet did know was that she was becoming very tired of being used as target practice. With the attacks growing more and more frequent and the blasts coming ever closer to her head, Tinzet elected to put both of her pressing issues to rest -- without being put to rest herself!
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