The Enderlox Trilogy III: Seto's Triumph

E I G H T E E N: The Plan

***SKY'S POV***

"This is where is all goes down, huh?" Nooch asks me.

"I guess so." I reply.

I'll admit, Green Fire Point is beautiful. It's a picturesque scene, the large, pointed rock spire that's coated with moss at the top stands in the middle of a great field. It is said that when the moon casts it's light on the moss at the top of the spire, a shadow resembling green fire is cast across the field.

Tonight, though, is not a time for sightseeing. Behind the spire, off in the distance, is the Wither Worshipers' camp. From here it looks small, but I know it must expand much farther, possibly out of our vision. The camp is dotted with tents and small fires, and even from here we can hear the sounds of loud cheering and singing, as well as the pounding of drums.

"Any ideas, Ty?" I ask him.

"It's a war song," Ty replies. "They must be getting ready to strike soon-- to open the portal."

"Oh," I reply. "Come on, guys. Fall back. We'll camp in the woods, plan our attack, and strike in the morning if possible."

The group follows me as we head back into the forest preparing to create our plan to strike against the Wither Worshipers. As usual, I share a tent with my two best friends, Jason and Ty. Jason pulls his sleeping bag out of his backpack and unrolls it on the floor of the tent. Ty and I do the same, but none of us really settle down. We've got a plan to make.

"Obsidian's hard to come by," Jason suggests. "We could sneak in, break part of the portal and sneak back out."

"There'll be guards everywhere, guarding that portal. Even if we manage to take some of them out or break the portal, only Notch knows how many people are in that camp. We would be dead an instant."

"Scratch that, then." Jason says. "What do you think, Sky?"

"I'm not sure," I reply. "Let's think about what kind of assets we have here, what could give us an advantage?"

"Well," Ty says. "Ashley and I can fly, Jason has his jetpack and all his fancy ray guns, Seto and Sierra can do magic, Jerome can climb trees, and the rest of us are really skilled at battling. But they've got sheer numbers and a deep hatred for me."

"That could be a good thing," I say.

"How so?" Jason asks.

"Think about it, Ty." I say. "You could be a distraction. You can lure most of the Wither Worshipers away while we break down the portal."

"That could work, I guess," Jason says.

"Maybe, but they don't have a lot of skill." Ty says. " I mean, they're smart, but they'd realize they wouldn't be able to -- you know -- get to me, and go back to defending the portal."

"Hm," Jason says, confused. "Well if that won't work what are we going to do?"

At that moment an epiphany so strong it could've knocked me over crosses my mind. "Ty," I say my voice full of exasperation. "I've got it! Ty, Jason I've got it!"

"What?" Jason asks. "What is it?"

"Don't let them know that you're you, Ty." I manage to put the words together, but the sheer amount of excitement is driving me crazy. I mean, I figured it out!

"I don't know what that means," Ty says cautiously. "Care to explain?"

"There's no time," I say. "We have to go now, while it's still dark out."

"But--" Ty says.

I cut him off. "Just trust me, okay?" I say, standing up and preparing to leave the tent. I walk over to the other end of the tent and push the flap aside. As I step out into the cold night air, I turn back to face my friends.

"Oh, and Ty? You're going to need a new shirt."

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