On the eve of his death, cannon fodder James got one last pick: female captives for a night. The troop laughed when he chose the "defects"—a paralyzed S-rank captain, a deformed mutant, a dying clone.Then James injected his secret serum. The captain's telekinesis roared back. The mutant's muscle tore through steel. The clone ripped open space itself.Three war goddesses. One man they'd kill for.Now Colonel Zamora wants them dead—missiles, manhunts, the whole fortress against them.Too bad. You don't laugh at an underdog who just built the deadliest harem in history.
