Battle

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I looked around staring at the spare iron sword in the forge, at about 20 feet away. I ran as fast as possible, and grabbed it, I ran towards the zombies to chop off there heads. Just one problem, the sword was dull and incomplete. I still smacked the sword across there faces but it broke fast, now they had full focus on me. I grabbed my bow, grabbed an arrow, and fired at the zombies, according to my 5 second calculations, it moved at 40 miles per hour, it pierced through one zombie and stabbed another, but that was only 2 zombies. 2 down, 13 to go. Some green thing with a monstrous face hissed at me, I call it the creeper, I shot it before it took action. And got gunpowder from it. I found hot coal inside the gravel streets, and shoved it down a zombies mouth it caught on fire, I don't understand the reason that there was coal, maybe it was just luck. I sprinkled gunpowder onto the gravel grounds, I grabbed the burning raw flesh from the zombie, and lit the gunpowder with it, it made a barricade of fire. It lit a house on fire, I looked inside, I child was in the house left alone, I ran inside and grabbed the child. Flaming wood was dropping every where around me. Suddenly a large, tall black creature looked through the window, grabbed cobblestone, and disappeared with in a small blink. I let the child crawl through the hole the tall thing made. I call it, enderman. I broke a window and crawled through. I picked the child up and took off my chest plate, and let the child crawl in. I picked a nail out of a wooden plank and put 3 arrows together, the formation of the arrows made a triangle. I added an emerald to the top arrow and shot the tri-arrow. The nail slipped and the formation split apart, three arrows shot 5 zombies. The bottom arrows stabbed 2 zombies, and the emerald arrow went right through two zombies and stabbed one. And I hid behind the flaming house, luckily those brainless zombies ran right into the fire. But I turned around and saw the chest plate getting beat by a zombie, I panicked because I had nothing to kill it with, but within a snap, a giant iron thing smashed the zombies head off, then picked up the zombie and shoved it into the fire, and grabbed the head and ripped it in half. He was probably a guardian of the village. I call him guardian. I was more tired than ever, so the villagers I saved offered me a comfy wool bed. I fell asleep fast

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