From publisher blurb:
The heat is oppressive, thick with the scent of charred metal and jungle rot. Overhead, the sun blazes with a cruel indifference, casting long shadows through the canopy, where unseen eyes lurk in ambush. You move through the ruins of a paradise undone, the cries of the fallen still clinging to the humid air. This war was never meant to last, and yet it festers, unyielding. You have been sent to end it. Once, the Zephara Archipelago was a place of serenity—emerald waters lapping at pristine shores, towering trees woven with golden light. But war has carved its name into the sand, and now the islands burn. The opposing forces—the militant Dominion of the Crimson Tithe and the guerilla force known as the Varkhadi Reclaimers—fight without end, neither willing to surrender their claim. Mercenaries prowl the ruins, warlords hold court over shattered temples, and the innocent are ground into dust beneath the boots of ambition.