You, the great magician, chose to live in a comfortable and far from the madding crowd underworld. In the dark labyrinths of your possessions inhabited by such creatures, one form of which is capable of killing a peasant on the spot. But they are your true friends and allies. After all, your ex-girlfriend betrayed you and you were at the bottom of the local hierarchy - in the upper cave, where herds of hunters go to someone else's good. And you - gold mines are depleted, hired security guards fleece at exorbitant prices, and even bosses are driven back and forth with small orders. But you have up your sleeve is not an ace in reserve. Revenge will be sweet. If you did not kill anybody, not tortured - consider the day wasted.