Briarcliff. The name clanged through her, shuddering her awake, and she realized they’d been talking, debating how such an army might move so quickly over the terrain. She rubbed her temple, staring at that speck on the map. Considering the life debt owed to her. Her gaze dragged down—south. To the Red Desert. Where another life debt, many life debts, waited for her to claim them.
