"This is war," they said. "A few deaths don't matter as long as we can capture or kill that enemy, then we can report back to our superiors."
The commander didn't care how many soldiers under his command died; the rear would always replenish them. What mattered to him was that he was in charge of the Secret Realm and was getting killed by an enemy whose gender was unknown. If he couldn't resolve it quickly, he might be demoted to serve as an infantryman on the front line.
"Tightly guard the entrance and exit of the Secret Realm. When the enemy breaks out from the Transmission Platform, they will definitely try to escape. Just block them there, and the superiors will understand the losses incurred."
The commander agreed with the Great Witch's suggestion and issued the third order.
