With the seaward attack in disarray, Mangram orders a few of the defenders from that side to fire fighting and puts another squad on the landward side to fill the ranks of the fallen, though he does keep a enough steady handed keen-eyed fellows watching the sea. Nac'Losin moves to your side and Micheal feels a bracing jolt of renewed energy as many of his wounds close (24 points healed).
The bears have made more trouble, while Chandar is fiercely holding back one with a vicious attack, the other has ripped a hole in the line at the rail by mauling a group of defenders.
The old man is forces into a defensive posture by the heavy archery fire and he pulls up additional magical defenses which seem to deflect the majority of the incoming missiles. Again only one of Micheal's attacks reaches him.
The smoke is thick now in spite of Willum's efforts, but the fog is largely gone at least near the ship. Micheal realizes that perhaps the fog was not only to cover the assault, but to limit what any witnesses on other ships or in the city might see.
