Silver Storm

Murrox
Everything had been lost in a single blast. Fellow warriors I'd known my whole life, taken before my very eyes, including the one I had trusted the most. As I picked up the pieces of what was left of my clan, betrayal had begun to surface until I had no use for the crown I had been bequeathed.

Anger had become my sole companion as I trusted no others. The truth lay in the ruins of my home. With a new threat looming on the horizon, I was resolute in my determination to go after it. Then my spirit tossed me a distraction of the most feminine variety. Why her? She was even more bitter than me.

Willow
Obsessed with finding a way off this death rock, there was absolutely nothing that could sway me from my goal—not even him. Especially not him! Definitely not the biggest, brooding a-hole on the planet. Like me, he had a reason to be pissed off, but that didn't mean I wanted to be stuck with him for eternity.

Then he goes and does something colossally stupid, and I couldn't help myself but follow.