Ghigaran is a world divided by the Midrange Ridge. In the north, civilization has reached the era of a technical revolution, while in the south no one even thinks about complex technology. Why would the southerners need it, if they haven’t forgotten magic? Rashmers are outcasts from former criminals, living on magical leashes and disfigured by the deadly ash released from a rift ominously called the Mouth of the Dead One. Troy, the possessor of a magical sword, is one of them. He is inhumanly fast and agile, able to face polar creatures alone and to act where deadly ash kills a person within minutes…