The path to the south, to Likhodolye, is long and difficult. To a place where all the persecuted flock to escape pursuit, a place where they die free, not in shackles, and live every day as if it were their last. The Romalian road, which began at the destroyed chassis nest, led the golden chassis and her companion, the harlequin, through the steppe, favored by evil spirits, to a new destination, which once and for all will determine not only the fate of the serpentine herself, but also the fate of those who will be nearby in the right place and at the right time.