The system has been created. Its roots grow throughout the planet, touching the Desert, the Swamps, and the mysterious Rosary. And the only person who controls it can relax and rest on his laurels while he is pumped up by the deaths of creatures within the system, but not everything is so simple. Ilmshur hangs over his head like a sword of Damocles, and the old enemy is not asleep, wanting to get Nilyam into his tenacious clutches.