( Gurdan's POV )
Gurdan wanted nothing to do with the purple eyed Max as he wanted to stay away from the fight, but with Angakok pulling an unexpected move, Gurdan was taken aback and forced to engage in combat against a fallen ally.
The charred corpse of Thalion, risen from the ashes of betrayal and fueled by resentment, loomed over Gurdan like a deathly shadow. It's hollowed eyes glinting with a smouldering fire that bared a grim message – vengeance.
On his skeletal frame, the outlines of his once muscular form were now barely visible, his flesh scorched beyond recognition by Max's divine fireball. Yet in his hands, he held his trusty longbow, an extension of his very being, even in death.
The menacing figure lurched forward, his movements stiff and unnerving.
