The first call to Freedom has reaped the ground. It
bellowed to thousands and pleaded to hundreds, searching
only for 5 who were willing.

Those who answer will together form a herculean
fortifying force: a Kavalan. They will be champions of
example, answering to the banner of Freedom. Walking
alongside a God who contends on their behalf. They will be
sent to the bloodiest war you can stand face to face with:
the War of the Soul. And its champions, a legion of hollow
predators, keeping kingship over those who are a slave to
themselves.

Let the Kavalan fall to a clutch of hopelessness, and the
preceding 50 years of careful preparation will be forfeited.
Their chance for resounding Jubilee will be crucified.
Powers and principalities emboldened in their authority.
The reinstatement of freedom will end as it began: wishful
thinking.

Kavalan, or Counterfeit; whose vision for the world will
birth and breed, is an ending only God could know. But it
begins, with its fractured struggle in the Saffran
Territories.