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Dalia, 380 e.c. (Era Connana)
Minęło osiemnaście lat od śmierci króla Bevana II Wspaniałego. Na tron wstąpiła nowa władczyni, Isadora I "Gniewna". Była kobietą piękną, aczkolwiek budzącą grozę wśród obywateli. Za jej rządów, państwo pogrążyło się w długach i nędzy. W takich właśnie okolicznościach przyszło dorastać Sethii, siedemnastoletniej wojowniczce. Pewnego dnia, otrzymuje ona intratną propozycję wyprawy, która może na dobre zmienić jej życie. Czy skorzysta z oferty? A co ważniejsze, czy wypełni swoje przeznaczenie?
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