Sarah: I knew that I shouldnβt have come to Nomida, I knew that I shouldnβt have lashed out at the bandits. Now I was going to pay with a fate worse than death, all at the hands of these cruel and lecherous men. The men here are as vile and putrid as the swamplands here, all in search of a pipedream of an artifact. They had ruined my hospital, ruined my patients. And now they were going to ruin me. But then a strange, alien warrior appears. A seven-foot colossus of muscle, horns, claws, and power. And he doesnβt take too kindly to my captors and tears them apart. I was left here at his mercy and I could only hope, hope that he could help me get my revenge and help this world. But judging from the hungry look in his red eyes when he gazes upon me, I could tell that there was a price. Sarel: My people were dead, in their wake was a rain-soaked world full of ruins. There was nothing for me but the heat of battle, the missions that my mysterious employers would send me on. I had come to this world in search of an artifact and in its place I found this little human. Her enemies laid around my feet and she knelt in front of me. She was curvy, soft, perfect in every way imaginable. Her scent was as addicting as the heat of battle. She was my mate, the hope of my dying world. I learn of her plight, of the plight of this impoverished world and I offer my aid. I would find this artifact and finish my mission, I would grant my mate her revenge. And most importantly, she would be mine.