Suddenly.
Cold sweat broke out on Dorne's back.
This matter.
The more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed, but his plan was comprehensive, how could it have been leaked? Could there be a traitor among his subordinates, or was there a problem somewhere?
At this moment.
His brain suddenly hurt a little.
"What should we do?"
The man spoke heavily, and Dorne snapped back to reality. At this point, the correct action was to retreat, yet he felt reluctant, infuriated even.
The operation was still in the preparation stage, and they had to give up.
This.
Was the first time in his 'professional' career. Moreover, if they didn't find the cause of this incident, it might happen again next time.
In short.
He was caught between a rock and a hard place.
Finally.
Reason triumphed over madness.
"Retreat!"
"Yes."
...
On the scene.
The man took a deep breath.
"Continue."
At this time.
