The Order of Demon-Chasers

I’m Fyodor Frolov—for friends, Theo. Former goth, former sniper, and now a proper бесогон in the snow-covered village of Piyala near Arkhangelsk. What am I doing here? Well, as always, I’m chasing away devils and demons that interfere with good people.

Holy water, prayer book, the cross, silver—well, and Russian profanity, where would we be without it...

Especially when Father Pafnuty is hanged by real natural fascists, and his battle-hardened granddaughter falls in love with our anchutka. And onto the road of war comes the mysterious Yakutian woman in diamonds. Horned enemies push straight ahead, and our faithful doberman Gess…

Oh, Descartes, take it in the ribs—my nerves too! And a nagan with silver bullets…