Lord Quinn was flanked by a couple of guards. He stood tall, but on his cheek laid a fresh scar. Behind him, walked a creature, a Titan. He entered the keep and pushed the doubled doors that led to the throne room.

Thousands of years ago, Titans roamed freely in the world. They weren’t feared as the history books would have you believe, instead, some were respected, and their council was most valuable for the King. Save for one Titan. Rodairon. Self-proclaimed King of the Titans at that time…