About the Book
Every stone, no matter how small, creates ripples in the water.
Every action, no matter how insignificant, leaves a trail that can lead to trouble.
And so, a seemingly ordinary trip leads to a battle with a ghoul with a penchant for young flesh.
Coincidence? Perhaps. One in a series of many.
Drops turn to streams, streams merge into a river, and a river roars into a waterfall that can swallow you up if you’re not careful.
As if mocking Oleg, fate keeps throwing curveballs in his direction, creating more distractions. It would be a lie to say that he’s against killing a few of undead. The fewer monsters that walk the earth, the better. Especially if their deaths make him stronger.
Every action leaves its mark and opens up new possibilities.
The hunter has become the hunted, and the undead are scouring the city in search of the culprit. Unfortunately, their killer now has allies.
Both sides place their pieces on the board, ready to make their move.
