Ivan sat in his office with his eyes closed and leaned back in his chair. Those that knew him would know that this was his thinking posture.
'While their isolation play caught us off guard, there's no way that they weren't aware of the demigods we had. So they must've known that we will break our fleets out eventually. So what were they aiming for? Are they trying to buy time? If so then for what? The Patriarch already said that he got rid of the Iuns, and according to him, even if they got another one immediately after, it would be ready for at least a few months. Just what are they playing at?' Ivan mused.
He thought long and hard but couldn't figure anything out. In the end, he concluded that whatever they were aiming at wasn't good for them, so they must get ready for anything.