The war is over. The Wastelands are even deadlier. Once a playground for Silent, an immortal born and bred on killing, the Wastes may prove too dangerous for him and his pals now that gods have awoken--ones with vendettas and scores to settle. Fuck it. Let the prophecies unfold. Let the blood flow. Things are going to get messy. Disclaimer: License information for the image is unknown at this point.