Publisher's Synopsis
Rebirth is the worst gift to give anyone. Even if they wish for it.
Who would have guessed that my enemies were centuries old and have been holding a grudge since 1253 BCE?
Not to mention a millennia old demon that wants what doesn't belong her to begin with.
In my three thousand years, two hundred and eight lives, I have gained two hundred years of combat experience and weapons training. It looks like the enemy really didn't think through their choices this time, did they?
The best response? The swords come out to show everyone that this warrior takes no prisoners and always protects what's hers.
