A Brutal Struggle

With the passing of an uneventful night, the two armies took up their positions. Surprisingly, Bjorn's command had taken the least casualties. This was likely due to the shock effect of them quickly breaking through the enemy commands frontline on their part of the battlefield. Harik's section saw the greatest losses. As such, he had to pull some warriors from Bjorn and Ania's command to shore up the centre of the army. 

Thovok and his dwarven kinsmen stood on the front line of Harik's command. Ready to hold the enemy charge in its place. As the sun crested over the mountains, the drums of the Sommerdan army began to beat. Sounding the start of the second day of battle. This time they marched slowly towards the gathered Skardian army. Seemingly wary of any tricks they may pull. 

Exile's eyes scanned their opponents as he made note of how many enemy players were among them. Unlike the first day, it seemed like the Sommerdan players had decided to join the battle.