The enemy is back on the doorstep of your home! His footsteps are rot, his breath is fire, and the city gates are flung wide open! Memory drowned in the blood of time tries to surface. Pride forgotten by descendants still scratches the soul. Duty cast aside by other people squeezes the heart. They don’t know what to do. A woman who can’t have children looks at her own children in bewilderment. An officer of the guard, smeared by bribes, looks over the office of the fleeing boss. A tavern keeper watching clients run off fights fear… Dozens of mortal people have stopped at the turn of their fate, trying to figure out how to live. Who are they? Why… them. But above the city gates a light of the banner shines, and a roar of a man—so familiar—pierces the soul: “The Legion stands here!” And there are no more doubts.