And what can we do ?" "Go back to their city," I said.

"Go back as he ordered.

I believe he knows what he's talking about.

And I believe he'll be able to help us.
It wasn't just a request he made, nor even an appeal--it was a command." "But what can we do--just two men--against these Things ?" he groaned.
"Maybe we'll find out--when we're back in the city," I answered.
"Well," his old reckless cheerfulness came back to him, "in every crisis of this old globe it's been up to one man to turn the trick.

We're two.
And at the worst we can only go down fighting a little before the rest of us.