An ancient cold war is about to snowball.
August, 1983—Having travelled far and barely survived, Shivurr has returned to the islands of New Olympus. He's more himself than he's been in years, but his problems have grown too.
From behind the Iron Curtain, the Eurus, a faction of renegade gods, have been plotting humanity's cataclysmic subjugation via the Allfrost, the climate-altering machine he's sworn to protect. And they've had years to corrupt it, unhindered . . . because of the Bodhi Group.
With time running out, Shivurr and an unlikely ally are heading to Berlin to investigate mysterious abductions that may be related. But more than anything, it's reports of midsummer snowfalls that have him hopeful that the key to stopping the Eurus can be found in the process.
Going unnoticed in a city crawling with secret agents is going to be a challenge, but knowing the stakes, he's ready to do whatever is necessary.
Because—snowman or not—a nuclear winter isn't his idea of a good time.