WW1 Germans vs Romanian fantasy monsters. Magic vs technology. Terror vs reason. Claws, teeth, and undeath vs bullets, bayonets, and artillery shells. The dark forests of Tarâmuri, against the ever-approaching trenches of Teutonia. Vampiric aristocrats and their legions of undead, against millions of living, human soldiers. This story is told like the story of every war. Through many sets of eyes. From the eyes of a Teuton soldier, crouching in a trench. From the eyes of a 600-year-old vampiric nobleman who yearns for nothing more than a good death. From the eyes of a greedy emperor, and a mad king. And from the eyes of someone who serves neither king, nor emperor, but God.
