Chapter Eight: Violent Departures

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“Oh, great,” DiamondBlade groaned. “The monsters know I’m in Minecraft…now I’ll have a bunch of monsters trying to kill me.”

“I’m afraid not, but on the bright side, the endermen don’t know that,” agreed Forge grimly. “Plower, DiamondBlade, go down to the blacksmith shop. Iron, do you have their weapons and armor ready for the trip?”

Iron looked up and nodded weakly. “They’re ready,” he whispered.

DiamondBlade stepped forward. “Wait, why do we need — ”

Forge snarled, “There’s been a change of plans. You and Plower must leave tonight if you are going to survive.”

“We’re going to the Ender Kingdom tonight?!

Forge nodded. “I’m sorry for not giving you more time to prepare. You can stay and help us fight, but you can’t stay much longer. You and Plower are to leave tonight, do you understand?”
DiamondBlade bit his lip and nodded. “You’re going to take care of Iron, right?”

“He’ll be alright. He won’t die, if that’s what you’re wondering.”

“Alright. Bye, Iron,” DiamondBlade murmured to the injured blacksmith. Iron looked up at DiamondBlade, and for a quick second his dull eyes brightened with happiness. “I’m happy I lived to see the Warrior myself,” he whispered before falling limp and lapsing into unconsciousness.

DiamondBlade then turned to look gently at Forge. “Are you going to come out with us?”

Forge nodded. “Yes. I’ll come with you as far as the blacksmith’s, and then I’m going to go and fight.” Forge peered out the windows, as did DiamondBlade. His stomach lurched as he saw villagers wielding swords against zombies, blocking arrows from skeletons, and quickly destroying creepers before the mottled green creatures could explode and destroy their homes. “We’re winning,” he informed them, “but only because we outnumber them. I can only hope that not many will die tonight.”

DiamondBlade realized that the sun had gone down without him noticing. “I hope Farmer is okay,” he told Plower.

Plower nodded. “Me too.”

The Head of the village urged, “Come on! Hurry up!” Forge ran past DiamondBlade and Plower and dashed down the stairs. DiamondBlade and Plower shared a quick glance and followed the white-robed NPC. Forge threw open the door, and almost immediately a zombie fell upon them. Forge and Plower gasped and fell back, leaving DiamondBlade to face the monster. Thanks a lot, guys, DiamondBlade angrily thought. He gave a battle cry and drove his fist into the stomach of the zombie, knocking it backwards and causing it to lose some of its HP. My inventory is empty! DiamondBlade realized, surprised and mildly alarmed. It’s okay; Iron has armor and weapons for us anyway.

The zombie pushed itself off of the floor and moaned angrily. It ran at DiamondBlade again, but the user was ready. He shoved Plower and Forge out of the way of the zombie, veering to the side and dodging the rotten creature. DiamondBlade swung himself to behind the zombie and kicked it into the front wall of Forge’s house as hard as he could. The zombie hit the stone and flashed red again. It’s gotta be almost dead. One more hit… DiamondBlade yelled and smashed his fist into the back of the zombie’s head, killing it immediately with a sickening crunch!

The zombie fell to the floor and disappeared, leaving behind XP orbs and rotten flesh. DiamondBlade scooped up both items and turned to look at Plower and Forge, who were looking at him in awe. “What?” he demanded.

Forge blinked and shook his head. “Sorry. You just seemed so…”

“…brave,” Plower finished for Forge.

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