Because something is legal, doesn’t help to make it right.

I by no means expected that departing the refuge of Corvallis would bring about such dire situations. When rogue rovers commandeer our airship, I’m left with an impossible choice. Stay and risk my life to save the others or allow them end up being captured along beside me.

Just because a choice is hard, doesn’t mean it’s wrong.

There’s no query. I select them. Also if it means I arrive on Bath as a prisoner and slave. Bath is more threatening, perhaps, than even my home town of Tartarus. Rogue Rovers. Dark marketplace slavery. A unusual girl using a dark magic formula. I discover myself dropped back where I began. Only and helpless. You will find no friends on Bath, only alliances and I have to be very careful who I select to align myself with. And what I guarantee them in the name of freedom.