After autumn and winter, spring came to Rus'. The thawed patches in the fields turned black, migratory birds returned from midday, buds appeared on the trees. Prince Ivan and Jaromir the Gray Wolf also returned home. Yes, they did not return alone, but with great booty - a stone egg, which saved the death of Tsar Kashchei himself. It saves a lot, really. There is no way to break the egg or crack it. What it is, what it is not at all. Perhaps the answer is hidden in the Kashchei Kingdom - the path of friends now lies there, towards the sunrise, into black forests and swamps. Only Kashchei the Immortal does not sit still. Having gathered a countless army, enormous strength, he marches into the sunset in a great war, going to set fire to villages and fields. Destruction comes from sunrise, grief for the Russian people, for all humanity. The death of all living things is approaching, and the good fairy tale ends. Heck. Hake. Heck.