211 "I will never negotiate," answered The Priest
Of Priests, "with the sons and daughters of demons, the children of
whores"
212 Gray Boar attacked. Trinity was the prize they were after. Now, the
enemy was defending his own homeland, and he fought harder than ever.
But finally, after two months, he withdrew. Leaving the way open, Gray
Boar swung his forces south, took Son after only a week, then swung
east and took Father. Holy Spirit held out for many months. In the
rough foothills it was hard to reach it, but finally it, too, succumbed.
213 Now, Gray Boar had planned to swing north, and thrust up the coast,
but as he went to do so, he found the enemy had built a gigantic wall
of fortresses from Wisdom, west, all the way into the mountains.
214 As his Warlocks studied it, they could not believe it's strength!
"We could bomb it for years," they remarked, "and not even dent it! It
would cost us hundreds of thousands trying to take it. And the cities
behind it are being built into fortresses, themselves. There is no way
we can take this. We will simply be throwing our people's lives away if
we try!"
215 Gray Boar studied the photographs. "There are fifteen fortresses,"
he remarked, "each one like a city. You are right. To attack this would
be madness! We will simply build our own defenses here, and move north. Maybe we can break through there."
216 But when they got north, they found the enemy had been busy there,
also. There was a northern barrier also, as impressive as the one to
the south. And from Faith to Wisdom the coast was nothing but one, long
fortress!
217 "I wanted to finish it," sighed Gray Boar, "but until we can
develop weapons strong enough to break through these barriers, we have
no hope."
218 He returned north to a glorious victory celebration. "But we are
not yet victorious," he told the