Morning Star

Cloaked in the white and gold of the Morning Knight, his coiled hair lustrous as the trail of a falling star. His friends and allies killed or missing, Darrow is captured and his secret identity is discovered; the fate of the rebellion balances on a razor’s edge… That star by which griffin-riders and travelers navigate the wastes in the dark months of winter. The pulse blasts ripple over Aja’s shield, spreading crimson around her silhouette, impairing her vision enough to finally let Cassius slip his razor through her guard.