Editing Stranded in fantasy (section)

==Journal Entry 357==

We have barricaded ourselves in the royal suite.  It was a tough fight up here.  Since most of the guards had their psion headbands, I became the distraction.  I'd detach and fly in at them acting all ghost like.  They'd panic and fire.  Then the rest of the team had a minute to kill them before they could reload.  It's a big assumption that the phylactery is up here.  It may be below the city, or outside the city.  It could be in Rosenbridge for all we know.  The suite is at the highest point in the city, is well fortified and only has one entrance outside of the balcony that rings it.  The guard have tried breaching the door for an hour before giving up.  I'm not sure what they're doing out there but if they were smart, they'd be putting together a bomb and blast their way in.  Max has been casually slinging spells over the balcony at the city below, causing more section collapses and outbreaks of fire.  The only problem is that he's burning himself out fast from doing it.  From the looks of it, Raina shot down the city airships, as we can see their wreckage littering the city's superstructure.  No sign of our airship or the dragon as of yet.  Mike and Cherri have been setting up a summoning circle.  They're going to try and get us some demonic assistance.