Like Death Itself

FUGITIVES. HUNTERS. MURDERERS. EVERYONE HAS A SECRET…

In Karach, justice isn't a high priority. Nor is simple beheading for the condemned. Instead, breaking on the wheel, impalement, and quartering are the order of the day.

In that case, escaping from prison is a clear win for you and your cronies. The problem, however, arises when the only path to freedom leads through the Galder Mountains. For this is the home of bloodthirsty natives who long to lay your still-steaming entrails on the altar of their gods.

What's more, each of you has some nasty secret, including you. And Gothrid, the tyrant of Karach, has sent a pack of the most ruthless cut-throats, madmen, and degenerates after you—men who will stop at nothing. And who will thoroughly enjoy it.

And as if that weren't enough, someone else is on your tail. Someone watching you from the shadows. Someone who knows more than they should. Someone who can do more than they should. Someone who knows everything about secrets.

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“Only Jakub Hoza can write such perfectly dirty and dark fantasy!” – PEVNOST