Race Of Death (5).

“We have to find a way to involve them in the blood moon wars somehow!” Alistair exclaimed, but his father the city lord shook his head in disagreement.

“With the sheer number of Tier 7 members in their clan now, even if they no longer feel the need to deploy mages for every blood moon event we won’t be able to do a thing, it’s a privilege kind of thing that is given to strong clans a city, however, if the space gates of our city reaches a higher rank situation, then they would be compelled to fight as well,” The city lord explained with a weak smile.

As he was at a loss as to how to handle the Gordons clan situation.

“So, what do we do now?” Alistair asked, a hint of desperation in his voice.

“Well, first and foremost, we need to focus on helping you break through to the Tier 7 Mage Realm, this would narrow the power gap between us and them,” the city lord suggested.