The following day in the city of Whitdale, a massive shadow swept over the land. The entire population looked up to see hundreds of giant zeppelins carrying dwarf and giant forces, moving toward the southern continent like a thick bank of clouds blotting out the sun. From the capital of Durnhill and every city in the kingdom, thousands of infantry and cavalry marched through the town squares, heading toward the borders of the Durnhill Kingdom and the Orthus Empire. They were set to join the zeppelin fleet in the assault on the central continent, while the dark elves moved through the regions, spreading word and gathering everyone capable of a fight.
