Back behind the 800, were the children, the people, mothers and fathers, simple men, though learned. Upon the breach of the knights shielded front line of tents, there was a secret passing in the marsh where neither scout nor knight stood in watch. Through the marsh passed the wicked, the unrighteous seeking the ruin of the invincible castle of King Paracletus.
The woman and children laughed as they saw and heard the approaching wicked men.
The walls impenetrable could not be traversed. Unfazed, the men and fathers continued their work for the Lord.
These walls, they are impenetrable! Said a demonic voice near the castle walls. How may we pass? To poison the people! For their waters come from above in rain and their food captured within the comfort of daytime and in girded armor and the protection of the defending and remaining army.
And so they sought more tactics to break the crystalline fortress of King Paracletus.