In the free city of Malbruk, saints don't pray—they **shoot**. **Kraya Visara** is a washed-up gangster with a divine problem: the revolver grafted to her skeleton is *literally* running out of damned souls to fire. When her old crew offers her one last job—stealing a holy corpse from the city's most fanatical church—she'll need every bullet, backstab, and broken commandment to survive. But the corpse isn't just holy. **It's waking up.** And it remembers her. *(Crimdark elements: brutal violence, morally bankrupt characters, cosmic horror masquerading as religion.)* ---