Editing Stranded in fantasy (section)

===Journal Entry 157===

Sure enough, Wolflake sent out a huge army, at least as large as the force at Wolfgate Fort.  So, the Battle of Wolftail Mills.  We set up the catapults quickly in case they did another horde charge, but no.  Something else happened entirely.  I knew something was up when they arrived.  They had 30 or so of the big caravan carts with them.  We initially thought they were an unusually guarded supply train before they started getting in formation.  Phalanx.  The initial archer and magic volley's began, but their side never threw offensive spells, just the defensive ones.  We launched our catapult bombs, all 8 of them this time.  The enemy ranks were thrown into chaos and then we moved in.  They put up a good fight this time, all our waves were deployed.  Just as it looked like another rout, the carts started unloading.  Skeletons.  Zombies.  Undead.  The enemy spellcasters did their thing and the slain enemy soldiers started getting up as a fresh batch.  It's the first time I've seen anything like this.  I felt a chill go down my spine.  I had heard stories but here it is.  Every nation and religion that we had come across had banned this type of thing.  What the fuck is going on here?  Neither my skills nor my pistol are any good against undead.  I had to rely on my weaker swordsmanship.  The archers weren't much use either except for picking off the living enemy, which just made more undead.  We started losing ground quickly.  The undead don't care, they keep fighting even with half their limbs missing, any casualties on our side rose in service of theirs and they weren't letting us anywhere near the casters who rose them.  Something happened with Avery.  She had been sitting in the back with the rest of the non-combatants.  She snapped I think.  She walked right into the middle of the battle and lit up like a fucking beacon.  She picked up a mace and went to town.  I didn't know she had it in her.  With her help, we managed form a wedge and push right through to the caster line.  They pulled into a full retreat once we got near, taking whatever undead servants we didn't utterly destroy.  We lost nearly half our forces in this fight.