Chapter 3: Justin's POV
"Form shield wall!" I run towards the scattered soldiers, and I try to make them lock shields. They're all in their 20s, while I'm only 12, yet I'm a lieutenant of the village army. A squad of skeletons are shooting arrows, trying to advance with a quadrant of zombies. I slash through ranks of skeletons, dodging arrows. I run to cover, and I shot arrow after arrow. Skeletons fell, but the zombies advanced, some with swords or pieces of armor. Our ranks are scattered, weapons breaking. "Fall Back!" We gather around the village entrance, and just as we're about to be surrounded, BOOM! A blast of TNT shakes the battlefield. "Back up?" A player asks. "No. Couldn't be. I don't have any TNT troops stationed back there. If there was, they'd be cut down by mobs. BOOM!
Another blast of TNT shook the battlefield.
