The Protectors
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In a post apocalyptic world there are those who serve to protect a more special, more important, more dangerous, extraordinary being. These people are the protectors and they're to make sure these greater humans, The Luminaries of Phoenix, are safe from the depraved people with the need for power. Verity, a 16 year old girl who has trained her whole life to be a protector, who has been through so many trials and tribulations, soon finds out that she is more than what she has trained to be....That she has a bigger more better purpose that might just bring back the human existence
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