Editing Stranded in fantasy (section)

==Journal Entry 323==

The attack began.  We moved in for the city gate, guarded by at least a few thousand undead.  Our archers, now grenadiers, started the attack with a bombardment of the new grenades which tore them apart.  The paladins led the charge and we moved in to destroy them.  While this was happening, the Hind began its attack on the Noble's district.  We loaded its deck with as many casters as it could hold.  I wish I could have seen it in action, I can only imagine.  I was, instead, on the ground battling the undead.  We managed to put the defensive force down and started tearing at the main city gates until we broke through.  The city beyond wasn't so much a city anymore.  Everything was in ruin and of course, there were more undead to deal with.  They came at us tirelessly for hours, trying to push us out  while we pushed back and repositioned.  Avery was holding up well.  Even with no divine power, she was tearing the enemy apart with her mace, shattering bones and skulls as they came at her.  Then it started.  Two hours in, Avery suddenly recoiled back.  By the time I got to her, she had recovered.  She told me that she had done it and just like that, her holy aura lit up again except it was blue instead of the old sunny yellow.  Four exhausting hours later, the undead stopped their push and started pulling back for the castle.  We all took some time to regain our breath.  The Hind had completed its mission, the Noble's district was a burning ruin.  Not a single building was left standing aside from the castle, which seemed impervious to the spells being thrown at it.  The Hind then tried attacking the giant figure, but spells were passing through it.  With our way clear, our clerics and paladins tried tossing their holy spells at it but nothing was happening.  It's like it's not here yet.  We're taking a short break and then we're going to go sack the castle.  Maybe putting down the necromancers will make that thing go away.  Avery is in good spirits again with her divine power renewed.  No one suffered an injury that couldn't be healed by the clerics.  Broken bones, cuts and bruises but no dismemberment thank god.