The war rages on. As an unwilling marine biologist-turned mercenary in the worst inter-species war in human history, Roger has a lot on his plate. Weeks, maybe even months (he lost track) of being on a battleship are slowly driving him insane. The insane, rich, and dangerously incompetent cultists are back and cultier than ever. Plus, there’s a rumor that he himself has been placed on the hit-list of the most horrifying eldritch god to have ever crawled the Earth since the dinosaurs were around. Fortunately, he has some unwanted, but necessary help. There’s Kyle - the former, possibly lying Navy SEAL and also former childhood terrorist. Kali - the nice chainsmoking blonde who secretly may have lost all her marbles. And Zak - the seven-foot-tall grumpy bastard with a grenade launcher and bowie knife who’s on the ATF’s Most Wanted list. Thankfully, Roger catches a break when he’s assigned to leave the fleet and put his feet on solid, dry ground to wrangle back an unwilling super-soldier and possible idiot rumored to be able turn the tide of the war. And worst of all? Roger’s nephew, Christopher, is nowhere to be found, somewhere fighting ungodly horrors with his gang-banging buddy and getting into trouble of his own. With mere days left until unholy Armageddon crawls towards the mainland, Roger and his inconvenienced gang of overpowered idiots are forced to sit back, grab their weapons, and watch, as a battle approaches that they may not be able to walk out from.