Besevoi. Book 1. Klipot

Are there many wizards in Moscow? Much more than you think. At every metro station, in every neighborhood, not to mention — at every garbage dump, its own magic is happening. For example, somewhere in an unremarkable house lives Balor, a seller of fascinating illusions at reasonable prices.

This world exists right next to you, you just don’t notice it because you are immersed in your own affairs and problems. Meanwhile, among the whirlpools of energy and dangerous secrets, the fabric of reality is cracking at the seams. And when it finally tears — who knows who will rush into that gap and how many fangs and claws they will have…

Fortunately, on the path of such threats stand the Besevoi — those destined by providence themselves to stop any nonsense from biting our heads off. But there’s a catch: the Besevoi don’t always burn with the desire to do this. Some even did not choose this fate. And some don’t give a damn about us at all. In short, we are all about to face complete chaos soon.
Or wait. What was that about Balor?