They had barely managed to stop the assault of drones from the Apocrypha. It had taken every piece of advanced AI drones from the Anunnaki to halt the Apocrypha's first attack. Unfortunately, it did not come without any casualties. Two Rank 1 Anunnaki had lost their lives in the attack— a massive win for the Apocrypha.
Minerva and Zane hissed in frustration. What were they supposed to do? Not only did they still not have a solid plan, but Kymera's confirmation that they were already surrounded by the Apocrypha was troubling news. Something needed to be done or else they would all be fighting a losing battle.
"Damn it... Even after all this, I still can't think of a solid plan!" Cursed Zane as he sat on his throne.
Minerva who was sitting next to Zane on her own throne released a painful sigh. She shared Zane's distress, "If only I had gotten everything together sooner... Maybe then we wouldn't be fighting a losing battle!"
