This is not the first time that Verity's world has turned upside down. Again, relatives and friends disappeared into nowhere. Only you can’t get used to the death of loved ones and you can’t say “as usual” or “as always” or even “again”, because all these words are not applicable to tragedy. Such changes in life also change the person who experiences them. Sometimes strongly and irrevocably. Riti changed throughout the war. During this difficult time, the formation of her personality took place. But only now was her consciousness of an adult responsible for her actions taking shape. “All this is wrong, scary, unfair!” - she thought when she first joined the OSS and accepted the Darkness as an ally. Their attitude towards people, towards life, towards other people's pain. All this outraged Verity to the core. She had to be with those who were killing, raping and torturing the people of her city all this time. Women, children, old people... Ruthless and dirty. Vorax. Everyone was talking about him now. But even Riti knew that it was not Vorax who made the dark ones bloodthirsty, and it was not he who erased the value of human souls from their minds. The girl herself has certainly changed. With such a neighborhood and such an enemy, she had to become cruel. As Master Morlock said, “Think like your enemy.” And she thought. I learned to shoot in the back, cut throats, without fear of getting dirty. A cruel smile appeared more and more often on his face. Riti used to be afraid of herself at such moments. She tried not to be seen by her comrades, so that they would not see her passionate desire in her eyes, the desire to kill...