"Phil, I'm gonna head out to gather materials." Sam opened the study door.
"Alright, stay safe. And make sure to bring a sword and armor, just to be safe," Phil cautioned, "I don't want you to die to the hands of Techno."
"Alright, alright, I'll head to the armory to get some."
"Okay, (hopefully) see you later." Phil smiled, returning back to his work.
Sam slowly closed the door and walked towards the west tower where the armory was.
"Hey Bad! I need some armor," Sam stepped into the hot room.
"Oh, of course!" Bad hammered at the sword he was making.
"Nice sword!" Sam commented.
"Thanks, I got the netherite yesterday. I think Niki went to the nether to get it." Bad recalled.
The two sat in silence for a moment.
"So, what type of armor?" Bad faltered.
"Diamond, maybe netherite if you have spares."
"Hm...I think we have spare armor from Tommy's dea-" Bad hesitated.
"April 9th, he died on his birthday." Sam lamented, "I'd prefer if you'd just say April 9th."
"Ah...of course, April 9th. It's just in the closet over there." Bad pointed to a spruce door, filled with chests. Sam peered into the chests. Gleaming Netherite armor filled the chests to the brim.
"Wow..." He whispered, digging through the chests for the best armor.
"So, why do you need armor?" Bad called from the anvil.
"Resource gathering precautions from Phil because of the hog on the run." Sam deadpanned.
Bad snickered, "The hog on the run?"
"Well, we all know it's Techno."
"I mean, you don't have to call him a hog on the run, he's more of a hunter. Honestly, my goodness."
"Fine, a hunter." Sam picked up a chest plate and held it in front of him. He set it back down, spotting a better one.
"Why do you even have to gather resources anyway? We have farms, rivers, and tree farms right here."
"Well, not all of us are pescetarians." Sam maintained.
"Oh, alright."
Sam left the armory with a full set of armor and a newly crafted, netherite sword.
He walked towards the woods to gather food and wood.
He hummed to himself as he chopped down trees, then froze.
"Sh!t, I forgot that this is where Punz died." He cursed to himself as he stepped out of the pool of blood.
Just thinking of it sent shivers down his spine. He slowly backed away from Punz's remains to an apple tree.
"Mmmm..." He smiled as he bit into a crispy, red apple.
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Behind him, a figure was watching from the trees. He moved quietly, quickly, and made no mistakes. This creeper would not be getting away. All of Mantopia and Free SMP would fall. They would all die...other than Tommy and Phil, of course.
Sam narrowed his eyes at the trees behind him. It felt like someone was watching.
"Hmmm...strange."
