Editing Stranded in fantasy (section)

==Journal Entry 328==

We made a hard march and came to the rear flank of the remaining undead force.  We had the Hind do a low aerial spellcaster bombardment followed by grenades from both our forces and those on the Hebiry wall.  We then marched in to clean up the rest of the enemy.  The fight was messy.  Most of the undead and their unliving siege engines were shattered or in pieces and we had to deal with loose limbs and torsos flopping around the battlefield.  We managed to put them down after a few hours work.  We couldn't find the controlling necromancers right away but managed to track them to a cave after nightfall, their campfire illumination gave them away.  They surrendered rather than put up a fight.  They are currently being hanged by order of command.  After all of this, I can't blame them.  I picked at their minds for anything of interest.  They were people who found no comfort among the living, either by choice or environment.  The problem is that they went too far and never realized it.  Now they're paying the price.  Us Terrans could very well overstep the line in the same way in our arrogance.  I'll have to be careful.