Back at the camp of the Diamond Wolves, several people enter the war room office as Victoria waits for them all to sit.
"Our time is running thin, according to information from other units, Contal is beginning its charge in other areas, and what is more troubling they have doubled their numbers along the side of our territory that we are stationed in." Victoria begins, and everyone listening remains stoic, but a thick aura of anxiety can be felt in the room.
"Yeah... By my estimates, as well as my brother's we have at most, two days before they continue their assault, but it will most likely be either tonight or tomorrow... Contal is hoping to pierce through what they believe to be a weak point, which is us..." Deron sighs, "While we have managed to survive all of our fights, we have lost many of our soldiers... And after their most recent ambush, we are, in their eyes, only at half power..."
