Two and a half years have passed since the death of Nyarlathotep. During this time, much has changed in Lang and on the Gray Earth, but Cthulhu has not yet awakened. He sleeps peacefully in the depths of the icy waters and dreams of the coming fall of humanity. However, only Cthulhu sleeps. His faithful servants don’t even think about sleeping. Shrouded in concealing spells, in the remote wilds of the Sep satrapy, a great ziggurat is being built, connecting the two worlds. An ominous portal is about to open, and legions of demons will pour into the Gray Land in order to generously shower everyone with horror, pain and stench. Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Khlul'hluu R'lyeeh vgah'nagl fhtagn! And we all know what that means. The war with Lang... has already begun!