The earth of the Russian cluster trembles from the tread of enemies. Angry gods frown from the heavens. The intelligence services are locked in a whirlwind of a dog dump. Hundreds of thousands of sentient beings joyfully slaughter each other. This is no longer a game quest or a funny romp between a couple of clans around a resource-rich location. This is war! War of civilizations, religions and facets of light. The earth weeps in pain, astral beings turn away their faces in horror. The towers of burning castles collapse, the doomed stone melts from the heat. The enemy is coming! Refugees are flocking to the Valley, the striking power of the Alliance is gathering into a fist. Gleb is no longer just a clan leader. He is the Leader and the center of crystallization of the resistance forces. And you have no choice if behind you are frightened children’s eyes and the beating hearts of thousands of people who have trusted you.