He is an adventurer. He is dexterous, cunning, lucky and masters a rare style of Vietnamese karate. He is opposed by: oligarchs and thugs, special services and Satanists, kung fu fighters and bandit killers, werewolves in uniform and even without. But he has reliable friends, a loyal lover and a huge talent for survival. Meet his name is Ignat Sergach, a man of adventure, a man who conquered fear. “... He made his way through the night forest, rustling the parchment of last year’s leaves, boldly stepping on whitish mica on top of small puddles. He was not afraid to leave traces, because he knew: in the morning the golden sun would melt the false silver of the night and every trace would disappear, dissolve in the murmuring of streams, disappear in a shroud of fog. The teenager found what he was looking for in the depths of the spruce forest. The grave mound, which had not had time to sink, was hastily covered with dry dead wood and dusted with withered needles. A day or two - and the mound will settle and become a shallow hole filled with melted water turbidity. Another couple of days - and even he, who knew this mighty forest as well as his own hut, would not have been able to find the grave. He scattered the dead wood, knelt down in front of the fresh grave and began to dig in the cold, loose earth. Rough palms, accustomed to hard work, scooped up handfuls of brown earthen pellets, strong, no longer childish hands worked deftly and harmoniously. A branch crunched from the back to the right. Without ceasing to dig, the teenager looked back - a wolf froze between the spruce paws. A huge gray beast looked into the man’s face, and two moons were reflected in the dilated black pupils, and the iris of the animal’s intelligent eyes glowed brightly yellow. The boy’s upper lip with a barely noticeable mustache fluff rose, revealing strong white teeth, the teenager grinned. The beast lowered its muzzle and wagged its tail like a dog. The teenager pursed his lips and hissed. The wolf backed away, tangling in its paws like a puppy, tucked its tail and ran away. ..."