In a ruined world, a new warrior breed blazes a trail to an uncertain future...
BELLY OF THE BEAST
In the wake of a nuclear Armageddon, the hellscape of Deathlands conspires to torment strong and weak alike, festering most deeply in those who still possess the deepest core of human decency. Now the past lies in the ashes, while the mysteries of the future unfold in the hands of those willing to live each new day in search of hope for tomorrow.
The endless struggle for power among the barons is a way of life in Deathlands, but Ryan Cawdor and his warrior survivalists take no sides—unless forced to. But as the land around the Rio Grande reaches the breaking point in a bitter war, the companions are harnessed into battle, moving toward a grim confrontation with an old enemy whose secret stockpile of twenty-first-century nerve gas is poised to unleash infinite madness once more upon a ravaged earth.
In the Deathlands, history readies to repeat itself...
"How badly will they suffer?"
"Charming of you to be so considerate of your intended victims, Baron," Magus said. "If we used the liquid lewisite instead of sarin, their agony would be much prolonged. The blister agent causes immediate burning pain in the chest and eyes, temporary blindness, and after a latency period of a few hours causes severe inflammation of the lungs, leading to death. On the other hand, high doses of sarin gas chill relatively quickly, if not painlessly. The nerve agent disrupts the normal functioning of the body's muscles. They go into spasm or cease to operate altogether. Unlike lewisite, its victims, once poisoned, don't move very far. They collapse, go into convulsions, then total paralysis sets in, which causes suffocation. Salting the earth and water around Sunspot with liquid sarin will make it uninhabitable for many years to come. A permanent solution to your quandary is what you wanted. That's what you've got."
"Yes, so it would appear."
"And you're ready to pay the price?"