When Mumbo and Iskall arrived at the cabin in the woods they were met with a sorry sight.
There were authorities outside of the house in a large crowd of about fifteen, all dressed in their light greyish blue military uniform.
“Is that-” Mambo started,
“Grian. And EX,” Iskall whispered, “We need to get both of them out of there.”
“Wait- but- Iskall that’s EX!” Mambo hissed.
“Just trust me!” Iskall whispered, “They cant use their magic with their hands tied like that- we need to help them.”
“Iskall I cant even fight!”
“You’re going to have to- do you have a sword?”
“No-”
“For goodness sakes you spoon!” Iskall hissed, dragging mumbo over to a pool of water, glancing back at the authorities who were too occupied with Grian and EX to notice.
“Here-” Iskall dunked his hand in the water, quickly pulling out a sword made of crystallized water and handing it to Mumbo.
“That was cool- ok- so now we just need to go in there and attack?” Mambo said, looking wearily back over at the authorities.
“Yep- come on.” Iskall said, readying his iskallium sword before running straight at them, swinging his sword and catching the first few authorities off guard.
Mumbo came straight after him considerably less gracefully, almost tripping at least twice, doing his best to copy Iskall's technique.
"We have a problem! two magic users! requesting backup-" One of the authorities was yelling into a Walkie talkie before he was swiftly knocked off his feet by Iskall, dropping the walkie talkie about a metre away.
Soon enough all the authorities in the area had been taken out, Iskall and Mumbo were lucky they had had the element of surprise, without it the short battle could have gone very differently.
"Mumbo? Iskall?" Grian asked as soon as Iskall had romoved the gag that had been put there by the authorities.
"Yep! we came to get you both." Iskall said, doing the same for EX as Mumbo cut the ropes.
"Thank god you came- they were going to kill us." Grian breathed out, "how did you know-"
"My magic told me something was wrong…" Mumbo said before cutting the final rope binding EX, who flung his arms around Grian as soon as he was free.
Mumbo watched the hug a little stunned, was this really the evil brother X had warned them all about before reset 6 had even been thought about? he couldn't be.
"We need to get out of here- more will come." EX said, standing up, keeping an arm around Grian.
"We head to Area 77, quickly." Iskall said, firing a rocket to shoot off of the ground, quickly followed by Mumbo.
"But the hermits-" EX said, a worried look in his eyes.
"I don't care what the other hermits say, I'm not letting you die."
Grian picked up EX before he could protest, taking off with a powerful beat of his wings and soaring after Mumbo and Iskall in the direction of the main island.
The two with elytras spammed rockets almost all the way there, Grian on the other hand barely struggled to keep up while carrying EX.
For a while, all they saw was ocean, it was a long way to hermitville from the main island normally, it felt like longer now that they needed to get there sooner.
When the four had got there they didn't know exactly what they had expected. but whatever it was, the hermits had definitely met it and more.
The fence around area 77 had been made so it was actually secure, now the only way in was to climb the fence or the main gate.
The hermits were spread throughout the large military base. each has their communicators to talk, they were protecting X, who was doing his magic on the infinity portal,
The four swooped in just as an alarm was sounded, a signal that authorities had been spotted, the hermits got into position and they got their magic ready for a fight.
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Not too sure about this one.
I was writing it at like 5am, so I'm sorry if it's not good ><also there probably won't be a chapter next week because I'm camping and might not be able to write but ┐(´ー`)┌
anyway hope you enjoyed!
-Ash
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Hidden Magic (a Hermitcraft Fanfiction)
FantasiIn a world where all magic is outlawed, finding a magic user is a hard thing to do. Being one is so much harder, with authorities who would hunt you down untill they kill you and no-one you can trust, how could a magic user hope to survive? Hermit...