Almost twenty years have passed since the last war in which the Ovett states clashed with each other. They clashed and if they didn’t break into pieces, they cracked and fell into pieces. However, the evil that nestled in the ancient land did not come out. It hid for the time being, nurturing itself. It stuck into the ground like the root of a broken weed. It dissolved like bitter salt. It was filled with poison, like a forbidden fruit. And now the time has come to bear fruit. The harvester grabbed the crooked trunk, called distant guests and started a tempting rumor for his neighbors. Soon they will meet each other - a former almost god and a thousand-year-old sorcerer, the great thane of the scattered steppe army and the mother of his child, the heir of a lost kingdom and a mysterious hunter, a warrior and a descendant of a demon, a forest runt and a kindly giant, an awakening demon and a hurricane girl. They are already close. They are moving towards each other and are not going to a friendly party.