Meanwhile, in the room thirty floors above the Grand Advent Hall, Chairman Sergey and the others were staring vacantly at the broadcast of the incident over at the Zenuth Basecamp in silence.
They all considered themselves wise, experienced people, so they were naturally quite clear on what an attack on Nubian military soil signified.
"This time, we underestimated our enemies!" the Chairman said softly as he stared at the flames burning brightly on the screen.
Now that the intruders had reached outside of the city, it gave the Nubian government more than enough reason to delve into the authoritative side of Dunnest City. However, they still hadn't taken care of the intruder problem yet.
Denver felt a strange taste in his mouth. Deep down, he actually felt a little uncomfortable. He knew very well how the Nubian government and the Sultan had been treating Dunnest City. How could they hope to have a friendly relationship with them now?