《Diary of Erica Kron》Day 302
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I should be able to destroy their enchantments by tomorrow night. Then I can slaughter these people who have come into my home and tried their hardest to desecrate everything. I can feel the anger and hatred of the people pushing me on with a kind of determination I don’t often have. It feels good, it feels exhilarating.
The volunteer army took massive losses today, but not without cost. The invaders struck out in the direction of the core of my forest, so naturally, I got personally involved in the defense this time. Or at least more directly than normal. Between the target of the attack and my physical presence the volunteer army got worked up into a zealous rage and struck against the invades caring not for limb or for life. With that near suicidal drive to fend off the enemy, the soldiers managed to strike down many of our enemies, but many of them were struck down in turn.
The enemies retreated shortly before entering the heart of my forest. Many trees died, but the oldest of them still remain.
Their enchanters have been making bricks with the same plant destroying enchantment that they have on everything else these invaders have. Today the soldiers have rushed out in mass to place them around their own platform, expanding the reach of their hateful magic. We have been taking shots at the ones doing this, but haven’t killed many of them. Anything short of death is likely easily healed by them.
We have tried to hide it as well as we could, but we are running really low on manpower. Their near-constant assaults have been causing our numbers to dwindle faster and faster, undead made in mass on the battlefield can only do so much to alleviate that. Yeah, Azrezel is capable of making amazing undead, but not in that kind of timeframe. It will likely come down to tomorrow to see who wins this battle. If they put their all into an attack before I can disable their enchantments then they will be able to prance around in my forest unopposed for several hours, if they don’t then we will win this.
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I am going to return to working on this project now, every moment I spend on it brings me a moment closer to the end of this mess.
Anyway, Good Night Diary.
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