I arranged a real hunt for them—for those who think human life is a trifle, who take pleasure in violence and murders. I watched their brains scatter. Fate played a joke on me. I died and found myself in a new world—in the Russian Empire, where magic exists. Now I’m the one being hunted, because the last of the Kornev bloodline has become a bone in my enemies’ throat. But they’ll break their teeth on me!