The War Against Withers: Chapter 4: A Tool Better Than a Weapon
Now lets see what happened with Honeydew and Wither Two Sword's battle in Stoneholm three days ago.
Wither Skeletons were already entering the Dwarven city of Stoneholm. Honeydew wanted to stop them, but Wither Two Swords held him back.
"Arrrrrrrrrrr!" screamed Honeydew in frustration as he swang his Spiked Mace has hard as he can towards the Wither Skeleton commander's head. "He's the commander of this army, so, if I can take him out, we will win this battle," thought Honeydew as he parried a blow from one of Two Sword's sword. "But how?" he thought. The Wither Skeleton was about the same strength as he was and they both had to think many moves ahead. Honeydew thought of outlasting the stamina of his opponent, but that'll take too long and even if he succeeded, Two Sword's minions would of likely already taken the city.
The fight has now gone for about half an hour already and Honeydew was desperate to think of something. For some reason no Dwarves seemed to notice. Maybe they were too busy having their own battle going on. "In this case," thought Honeydew, "I'll just have to deal final blows whenever I have the chance."
The fight went on, a very heavy blow to Wither Two Sword's chest plate caused the first injury, and it dented it. Honeydew was sure that it hurt the creature, but there was no blood. "I should've enchanted my armour and my Spiked Mace!" snapped Honeydew in his head.
The second injury occurred after Two Swords tried to cut Honeydew very quickly, swinging one of his swords like a whip. Honeydew managed to step aside, but it bounced off his wrist after colliding with his shield there but hurt him by causing pain to the muscle below.
Honeydew thought of using magic to spawn a golem or something, but using magic would take some strength away, and if it failed to defeat, or at least injure his enemy, he would be in real trouble. "What if I spawn in some sort of…item," thought Honeydew. Items and blocks do not take any strength away. "Watch are you doing? Focus!" shouted Two Swords as he made Honeydew deal with another blow. He barely managed to block this. The force sent his Spiked Mace flying; he was in trouble now.
He'd have to spawn something in! Life or death depends on this. "Surrender?" asked Two Swords.
"Never in the word of Notch!" cried Honeydew.
"Then face the consequences," exclaimed Two Swords. He leapt off the ground and brought his weapon upon Honeydew, but he jumped aside.
Honeydew calmed down. His breath slowed and it was as if time stopped. He didn't hear or see Two Swords charge at him. He simply stood there and uttered a spell under his breath "/give Honeydew Lava Bucket 1."
As soon as the tool appeared in his hand, he crouched down and poured it on the cobblestone block below him and jumped aside. Wither Two Swords didn't have the time to react, he was also very tired and simply charged into the lava and started burning.
"Argggghhhhhhhh" Two Swords roared. "How dare you…argggghhhhhhh!"
Honeydew collapsed onto the cobblestone below him. Soon the Wither Skeleton was no more than a pile of ashes. He'd won. He didn't do anything; he simply lay there, exhausted and soon was unconscious.
Some time later, he found himself waking up in a bed; Dwarves surrounded him. He asked, "What happened? Where am I?" The Dwarves were very excited. "We've won, sir! You defeated the commander of their army and now all the Wither Skeleton's are retreating, Commander Rory has ordered some of our guys to go after them," they explained.
"Is a feast prepared?" asked Honeydew.
"Of course sir! Do you think we can forget that? We've got every food possible in the world and gallons of ale! Your achievement is one for the Dwarven history!" One of them replied.
"Lets go and eat the whacking feast!" shouted Honeydew.
"Not so fast!" Shouted someone at the door.
"Rory Rockhammer!" exclaimed Honeydew. "What in the hole is the matter with you today?"
"All those remaining Wither Skeletons have gotten on boats and are headed to Skyhold, which is already under attack," said Rory.
"Xephos…" thought Honeydew.
"Skyhold is only defended weakly by a few people, we need people to go there and assist Xephos and the other leaders," continued Rory.
"Alright then, lets go!" shouted Honeydew. He tried to get up, but his body ached so much that it forced him to lie down again. "Ouch!"
"Sir, your battle with Two Swords has put tonnes of strain onto your body. Therefore, please permit I and Moira Magmabloom to go ahead and protect Skyhold with the other leaders," said Rory.
"Go ahead, when I recover, I'll come as well," replied Honeydew.
"Sir, someone needs to guard Stoneholm, please stay behind," said Rory.
"Whatever," grumbled Honeydew.
Rory Rockhammer hurried out the door. "Nearly all the places in Minecraftia are under attack. Will this land really survive this disaster?" thought Honeydew.