Plot and script: Michele Medda
Artwork: Giancarlo Olivares
Cover: Roberto De Angelis
Its three years since the hostilities came to an end; in East City, an enormous crater seems to act as a testimony - for perpetual memory to the stupidity of war. Society has had provide itself with a new set of rules. In order to guarantee respect of the law, the powers of law-enforcement officers have been expanded beyond measure: theres even a new police corps, the proconsuls, purpose-created to administer justice with an iron hand, and they hold the city in thrall by their rule of terror. In this scenario Nathan, still grieving over the loss of so many persons dear to him, has to face yet one more extremely painful bereavement