by JiaHanarah
Mhari died in Sheffield. She woke up in someone else's body. Naked, restrained, and carved with symbols she doesn't understand, Mhari finds herself in a world of magic and monsters, trapped in a body that isn't hers. Her creators wanted a weapon. What they got was a woman with a sharp tongue, a talent for terrible decisions, and the unsettling ability to see magic itself. In the frontier town of Briarholt, she learns healing. She learns magic. She learns that the cold-eyed mage-hunter who once tried to kill her looks at her like she might be something worth keeping. That the mercenary captain who makes her laugh would burn the world to keep her safe. And that choosing between them might be the least of her problems. Because her stolen body is changing. Claws where there shouldn't be claws. Hunger that has nothing to do with food. And the faction that made her isn't finished with their experiment. Mhari doesn't know what she's becoming. She only knows she'll have to fight to stay herself, and decide who gets to stand beside her when she does.
