How can any conceivable military victory be worth the death and suffering of billions?
That's the question Commander Thomas Longo must confront as against all odds the tide turns against his Dracan foes and final victory begins to beckon in the distance. Yes, there's still plenty of hard fighting to be done as the Emperor holds out hoping for a miracle.
Does war have a purpose? Or is it all just a meaningless blood-drenched spasm? When you're outfitted with thermonuclear weapons and you and your squadronmates are giving all you have just to stay alive in the same sky with the enemy, when you're a seventeen-year-old naval officer who doesn't expect to survive another hour, how can you not ask?
Is War What Makes Us Human?
Tommy Longo was just fifteen when his brain was removed so that he could become a superfighter pilot.
What does war mean, anyway? What sense can be made of it, and what purpose does it serve? For that matter, what can war mean to the no-longer-quite-human?
And perhaps most important of all… Can young Thomas survive it?