I finished repairing the damage from my fight with Willow today. Most of what was destroyed were trees, it pains me to say it but my trees are simple to replace.

For the last two days we have marched nearly unimpeded through enemy territory, they just don't have the manpower to slow us down anymore. Even their cities are undefended, as we found out when my forest swallowed one yesterday. Our trap worked, yeah we lost more soldiers than we expected to thanks to Willow, but our plan still worked. Even if these were all mercenaries and we didn't kill their actual soldiers then this should still cripple them, I highly doubt mercenaries would be willing to fight a war with this kind of casualty rate.

Now we just need to plan for their counter attack, their probably devastating counter-attack.

This has turned into an arms race, hasn't it? A race to see who can kill the most people the fastest. Why did this happen? I wanted to avoid killing people. This isn't going to end, is it? Not until one of us lays down and dies. We have both killed way too many people for either side to submit, I know my own people would revolt and then fight to the last. And neither of us would ever accept a cease-fire, not without reparations. I could push for peace, but I don't think it would accomplish anything more than getting my own people killed.

I was the one who planned out the ambush, when did I become so bloodthirsty? The real problem is I can't think of anything I would have done differently, except trying to get to know Willow better. I'm sure there is something that I am just not considering, but I can't think of it.

I think I need to think about this for a little while.

Anyway, Good Night Diary.