No one really wanted to fight anymore.
The aliens had suffered devastating losses in their attempt to defend the middle floor where they established their main camp.
The pescans might not be the best warrior race, but they put up a stiff resistance for the most part.
Their elites and the well-equipped troopers that previously served as the crack troops under the command of the great chief of the city-state of Davute had fought especially well!
As the best warriors that the pescan civilization had ever produced, they overcame the disparity in technology and sophistication and slain hundreds of human soldiers during the fight surrounding the main entrance!
No one had any time to grieve or reflect on the dead. Ves did not allow everyone to relax even though they had broken the bulk of the pescan resistance.
