"He was testing us," Ernest muttered, almost to himself, his grip tightening on his cup. "They didn't come to win. They came to see how we fight… how long we can hold," he added.
He understood that although the Gube forces appeared to be winning, they had also suffered losses. They were becoming more cautious; not as bold as they had been when the war began a few months ago.
The table fell silent after Ernest's words. Everyone understood that the reason Gube wouldn't attack again for a few days was because they had indeed suffered losses. If today's attack was meant to gather intelligence, then of course they would analyze everything they had observed, rest briefly, and then strike again.
Moreover, if the people of Nixel lowered their guard during that short rest, it would make it easier for Gube to gain the upper hand next time.
"Then what should we do?" a captain asked.
