Being a necromancer isn’t easy. Especially if most of your colleagues have been wiped out, and the peaceful population is firmly convinced that necromancers are evil. But nothing—joy doesn’t last long for the light. The necromancers vanished, and now there was no one left to destroy the undead. The undead multiplied—and here’s the predictable result: the country found itself on the brink of catastrophe. And now, gentlemen bright magicians—who will you turn to? Right—me. Only it will cost you a great deal.