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May those who have sinned perish

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In the fractured kingdom of Fallen Grace, where the sea devours the weak and the Five Great Banks drown dissent in gold, survival is a currency only the ruthless afford. Kael Vorn, a Dormant in a world that worships essence-fed power, has survived 15 years in the gutters of Harbor’s End on cunning alone. But when a botched theft entangles him with Veyra Tideborn—one of the kingdom’s two Grandmasters, a tempest in human form with a stone arm forged from Dead Zone terrors—he’s thrust into a war far older than himself. Veyra offers him a blade’s-edge bargain: “Help me burn the Banks, or die as the nobody you are.” Her target? A vault holding ledgers of every soul the Banks have crushed, including the final words of Kael’s mother, who dared defy them. But Veyra’s true motives are as shrouded as the Dead Zones, and her stone arm cracks with secrets that could drown nations. Beside them stands Mara, a sharp-tongued deckhand with a dormant Beast-core sparking in her veins and a vendetta against the Banks that took her family. Her untapped power calls to the Dead Zones, but awakening it might cost her humanity—or worse, play into Veyra’s designs. As Kael walks the knife’s edge between Veyra’s brutal tutelage and the Banks’ tightening noose, he learns that in Fallen Grace, weakness is a sin… but power is a lie. To survive, he’ll need to master both—or perish as the Banks, the General’s shadow, and the sea itself close in.
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