In our world, I was a brilliant surgeon. Now I’m Ilya Razumovsky—an unknown disciple-healer with no money to my name and only a minimum of magic in my body—cast into a world of an alternative Russian Empire, where healers work wonders with “Spark.” My only trump card is knowledge from my past life and the strange gift of “Sonar.”
Well, and also a talking squirrel-familiar with an awful temper, who somehow decided that I was his chosen one.
Let me work for the “ambulance” with a partner who’s an alcoholic, and let me know what it’s like to be met with distrust and the intrigues of colleagues—but not everyone gets a second chance, and I intend to use it to the fullest! After all, a true healer is a calling, not a rank in the Healers’ Guild.