Hermitcraft - Villlian Au

The Odds

Ready

"All right, listen up." Iskall looked at his men. "It is obvious by now that they have caught on and are readying for war. We need the advantage. That's why we will make the first attack."

"What do we do boss?" Grian looked at his leader.

"What did I say about calling me that? And to answer your question, you're about to find out." He looked at Grim and Stress. "You two are going to be doing surveillance. See if you can get close to the meeting they're having now."

Grim sighed. "Why do we get the boring ones."

"You're the quietest here. You have to do this. Grian, this hideout won't do. I need you to make something big. A castle or something. Go nuts."

Grian smiled with excitement. "A castle fit for a king. On it."

Iskall pondered that. "A king. I like that. Mumbo? You're with me. Time to make some weapons."

Mumbo grinned. "This will be fun."

"And me?" Hels looked at Iskall.

Iskall paused. "Is there any chance other knights from your world might still be alive and willing to join us."

"No." Hels lied.

"Then do whatever you want. Take the day off."

Hels snorted. "As if. I'll find something."

Iskall shrugged. "Good luck with that. Now, let's get to work.

Grim watched as Iskall and Mumbo went to the basement and Grian went outside. Hels stayed where he was. He looked at stress. "Let's go."

The two of them flew through the cloudless sky. Sun shining on their backs. Not that either of them felt the warmth. Only coldness. They landed quietly on a hill and watched the meeting.

Xisuma looked at the crowd below him. "We will separate into three groups. "The suppliers, the fighters and the strategists. The suppliers will create things such as weapons, buildings and other defences. The fighters will train and learn to use knew more effective weapons. I'm aware that this is a seperate group but everyone will likely have to fight. These people are just focused on it. Finally we have the strategists. They will figure out plans and routes of attack and defence."

Next to him Evil Xisuma yawned. "You done?"

Xisuma ignored his brother. "The suppliers group will include, Cubfan, Joehills Keralis, TFC, Beef, XB and Zedaph. In fighters we will have, Bdubs, if he is ready, Doc, False, Hypno, Jevin, Impulse and Tango. Scar and I will strategise."

Beef called out. "What about Evil Xisuma?"

Grim looked at Xisuma's brother then Stress. "What is Evil doing here?"

Stress gulped. "I don't know, this could be bad."

Xisuma looked at Beef. "He will be our wild card. He is very dangerous. Be glad he's with us."

Grim looked at Stress. "Let's go."

The flew back home. When the got to the basement Iskall looked up. "Back already?"

"Yeah. We've got bad news." Stress looked at the ground.

"Evil Xisuma is back. And working with them." Grim finished. "And yeah, they're preparing for war."

Iskall fiddled with a piece of metal. "As long as we outnumber them we will be fine."

"But we don't outnumber them."

"Follow me." Iskall opened door into a large hanger filled with armour stands. Here is our army. This will be easy."

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Sorry for writing such a small chapter.
Also just so you know I wrote the start of this a like 3:am.

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