Our perfect opportunity came sooner than expected. Their leader fell right into our trap, which we sprung perfectly. Everyone played their parts perfectly, we had him pinned down and we had people absolutely shredding him. And we failed.

We spent nearly every last resource we had. We don't have enough weapons, armor, potions, or anything else you might need to keep an army working. Not by a long shot. We no longer have enough people to have an army, much less sustain one.

The enemy had some kind of method to interfere with anyone trying to teleport anything into the city. That is pretty standard during wartimes, but we weren't aware of the exact function of it, nor if it was possible to bypass it. We knew that it was always possible to bypass it through brute force, but that might have unintended consequences. I didn't want to risk those consequences so we tried to get close enough to just drop the bomb into the city. That's no longer possible.

Dulcian is very good at creating nuclear bombs, he has spent much of his time experimenting to figure out how best to create them. He also has a lot of bombs, more than I care to count. I used all of them, teleporting them all one by one into their city, using as much mana as I possibly could and teleporting them in as fast as possible.

I quickly found out the nature of their defenses, when a bomb hit an uninhabited part of my forest nowhere near the city. It sends the teleported object to a random location.

I quickly ordered my people to flee, and Whisperer's replacement, a female hobgoblin who took up the mantle of Banneret, took charge and organized everyone remarkably well. It didn't take long for the only ones to be left on this continent were my Ents and my Paladins, Par, my dad, Azrezel and his undead, and Tiddol.

The continent is devastated. nearly half of it has been leveled by nuclear bombs. But it worked, their capital has been destroyed and along with it all of our enemies are dead, or at least I hope that they are.

Anyway, Good Night Diary.