( Gurdan's POV )
With the crack of dawn Gurdan looked at the rising sun with a big smile on his face. He was standing near the edge of the glacier from where the river running through the Bloodfall territory originated and from here the Ocean Leviathans could begin their assault on the Bloodfall clan.
As the final vestiges of the Twilight Clan crumbled under the combined might of his forces and the orb of the Twilight clan was destroyed, the only thing left to do was to attack whatever was left of the Bloodfall clan.
Gurdan's piercing golden eyes tracked the path of the river originating from the mountain, carving its way through the dense heartland of the Bloodfall Clan as a sardonic smile traced his lips.
He could already envision the Bloodfall forces struggling intensely against the Greengale Phantoms and the Eagles when the new additional reinforcements would completely break their morale.
