it was hours while the pillagers awaited the arrival of their deaths.
aka the dream team
the team wasn't a dream, it was a nightmare
they were sick bastards, torturing them by making them await and prolong their deaths by just waiting. the pillagers knew that the bastards were just surrounding them while watching, making escape impossible.
some men have already offed themselves, unable to wait. the others started going crazy. any slight movement made them scream and spaz out. hallucinating of the horrid white mask and fire surrounding them.
the sun was setting when the two went in for attack.
the smell of potions filled the night air as the so-called battle commenced. the poisoning potion making them pass out, and the invisibility that wafted off the men as they suddenly fazed back into view.
there weren't many pillagers left alive, only about 7-10. they were dragged away with ease, back to the neighboring village.
george was no where in sight, tending to the baby in a house as dream's orders.
the gray skinned men were locked away in the chamber, to be dealt with in an hour or so.
sapnap and dream went to visit george with the baby, but met him at the center of town as if he was out to look for them too.
"there you are. i need to tell you-" george was cut off, dream wrapping an arm around sapnap's shoulder to drag him closer.
"you won't believe it george! too easy! we threw some potions and they-"
"yeah, and we got em back here!" sapnap and dream did a 'bro shake' but the shorter winced in pain.
"dude, that bite mark didn't heal! stupid kid!" sapnap huffed while cradling his finger.
"you need a ban-"
george whipped off his glasses, his tearful eyes shimmered in the moon light for the pair to see. they stopped bickering, staring at george who breathed in to relax himself.
