Four thousand years war

Awoken from his sleep, Clifford took a look around, recognizing the room he was in. However, he couldn't understand why he was here alone. Shortly, Clifford felt a new presence in the room as a massive shadow loomed over him, prompting him to look up.

"A single day and you are fully healed. I admit that your healing factor is truly amazing, even better than us Leviathans." Hearing Darak, Clifford stood up before bowing his head. "Raise your head and take another seat."

Following Darak's order, Clifford made his way to the chair on the right before sitting down. He naturally understood that if he was here, then Darak had something to discuss with him.

"I believe you know that your father used to be one of my loyal followers before distancing himself from his family to raise you away from the internal conflict." Hearing Darak's words, Clifford nodded.