Warforged Summoner, Book 2

Unlimited weapons, and not a care in the world. Or so Jax keeps telling himself. Turns out surviving the first wave of the system wasn't the hard part; the hard part is just getting started. Old alliances have shattered and new ones forged in their place, but in this world a promise is a fickle thing. It is only as strong as the one who speaks it. Besides, Earth is no longer just humanity's problem. It's the newest, most popular planet in the galaxy, and everyone wants a piece. Races straight out of myth and fantasy are pouring in from every corner of the universe, each bringing with them their unique cultures, agendas, and motives. Some of them are friendly—most of them are not. It's a good thing Jax has a bottomless arsenal because he's going to need every last weapon in it.