The Gamma's Shattered Soul
"I'm going to the land of shattered souls. That's not the same place."
"It's all the same realm," Drake said, with the patience of someone who had been alive long enough to know that geography in Hell was more concept than cartography. "And War is a Horseman. He doesn't observe borders. He is the violation of them." He stood, and the shift in his posture changed the energy in the room. Less composed. More urgent. "You and Elias could both be lost down there. Both of you, Harper. Shattered, or worse, claimed. And Marcus would still be broken. And the Council would have everything they need to classify the demon bloods as a rogue faction and shut down everything you've built."