Madame Mamluk (Desert Sentinel #3)

Mamluk Desert Sentinel walks beside her mount, never upon it. Among the scattered desert brotherhoods, a trained war-beast is valued more highly than armor, gold, or even bloodline, for the dunes devour the careless without mercy. The rider crossed too many dead horizons to waste such a creature in battle. Her beast carries water, ammunition, relics, and the wounded — while she alone steps into gunfire and ash. Born among the dying shrine-settlements swallowed by the wars against Hell, she lear…

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