In 1890, burdened by his mother's grave illness and a thousand-year curse, Diego Brando entered the deadly race that stretched across America.
To claim the enormous prize money of the Puma Man race, the Wheel of Wisdom around his neck whispered to him amid bloody battles in the yellow sands. His blood-red eyes reflected the bones of his rivals and the vengeful spirits of the desert.
As the horses' hooves trampled fragments of a saint's remains, Diego's glory had long since been steeped in the abyss. Was this a path to redemption, or a sacrificial rite already scripted by an evil god?
