The capital of the kingdom froze in tension. Here and there there are whispers about a coming war, but not with an external enemy... But the residents are completely unaware that the war is already underway. Every night someone dies on the streets: from the tip of a black Spear, from the fangs of a vampire or the claws of a monster. The Old King is against the Petrel, behind whom the ugly Princess smiles slyly. However, this confrontation is not limited to the two sides, and new “players” are on the hunt. And not behind the throne. Meanwhile, completely different events are unfolding among the distant stars...