Who do the Norse gods call on when a necromancer who's been imprisoned for thousands of years is about to break free into downtown Toronto? A descendent of their own, of course. And if that descendent is a single-father who's just buried his parents, that's hardly their problem. The fact that he's never so much as held a weapon of any kind is, though, and he's going to need to be trained first. Not that there's a lot of time. The necromancer's powers are starting to leak through the boundaries of his prison, making weird undead monsters pop up here and there in the city.