The Sorcerer

Was he a hero, a warrior, a savior, a defender of the helpless? A knight without fear or reproach? No, nothing like that. Even among the gifted, he was known as a sorcerer, a warlock, a shapeshifter—one with a reputation firmly rooted in the darker side. But even such a man wouldn't turn his back on an old friend in need, especially not when the world seemed on the brink of collapse. If only he had known the consequences his meddling would bring!

Every victory, even the smallest, comes at a price. The enemy may be gone, but far more dangerous foes are already stirring in the shadows, preparing to strike. At the same time, the tide of evil monsters pouring through the Breaches does not just continue—it surges, growing stronger by the day. And the cause, it seems, lies with those who, for reasons unknown, persist in using nithstangs: cursed artifacts of ancient origin that bring harm not only to ordinary citizens but to seasoned Magisters as well.

You always pay for favors sooner or later. Powerful patrons never fail to claim their price, and yesterday's high-school student now wears the purple-trimmed uniform of the St. George Regiment. His new service will not be easy: more and more monsters crawl from the Breaches, while a cunning...