My eyes were closed shut. When was this pigman going to do the finishing blow? It was agonizing to know it might be holding off the attack to make me feel tortured. Well, if that was the plan, it worked. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest at the pending demise.

Suddenly, I felt the weight of its hoof lift off my chest. I was able to breathe again, but I refused to open my eyes in fear of the pigman was still going to loom over me. That was until I heard gasps and the squeal of a pigman. Slowly, I opened my eyes only to widen them with shock. Herobrine was standing where the pigman is; who was laying on the ground as it looked to be weakened by Herobrine. He looked really angry at the mob. The battle had ceased due to his unexpected action.

"I told you three to not fight he users and to leave them to me!" He growled at the weakened pigman, but looked at the other two as well.

The pigman was looking down, responding weakly. "They were attacking me," he defended himself.

Herobrine looked around to see all the NPCs were on defense. Their weapons were ready to commence the battle, all having weary looks. He then looked at Monet then to me. His eyes fiercer than ever when he looked at me.

I watched with fear. 'W-what did I do?' I thought fearfully.

"For now, we will retreat," Herobrine growled finally. He did not seem pleased at the idea of retreating. He got off the pigman, only to instantly kill it with his sword. A final squeal was heard before it disappeared. The whole group gasped at his wrathfulness. How could someone kill one of his own creations? Now, a golden sword, some rotten flesh, and a gold ingot were floating there where the pigman had been. Herobrine looked to the other two pigmen. "Well?" He demanded, his eyes showing how angry he was. The two immediately turned and walked away, trying to look as if the were not at all nervous about his demands.

I noticed Hunter notching an arrow at the corner of my eyes, aiming it at Herobrine. I looked to her with astonishment. Why did she want to pick a fight with him? She would die if she launched the arrow. I looked back to see him staring at her with intense eyes. "This is not the last time you will see me," he growled. "I will be back." Then, he gave a devilish grin and vanished without a sound.

Everyone relaxed when he vanished. That was until Morgana stepped in front of me. "Come on, we need to check on Gameknight," she told me with a cold tone before walking away toward Gameknight. I watched her walk away before slowly getting back to my feet. I felt myself feel sore all over, and weak from the heat of the Nether. Once I regained myself, I followed her. Morgana reached Gameknight's side first, soon I approached the two.

I looked him over to see he was in bad condition. 'Man, he did a number on this user,' I thought, feeling sorry for Gameknight.

"Do you still have some potions left?" Morgana asked me, I was kocked out of my thoughts, looking at her if I did not hear her for a moment. When I realized what she had said, I nodded. "Then use it. He will need it."

I stepped forward nervously. He looked like he was going to die right then and there. He was barely able to keep himself up. Looking into my inventory, I grabbed out a splash potion of healing, tossing it at the ground he was on. The bottle broke, letting the liquid fizz up and healing him. I stood back a bit as he stood up after a few moments.

Gameknight looked at me. "Thank you," he said, sounding exhausted.

"Any time," I calmly said, feeling anxious.

When he felt like his old self again, he looked me over. Seeing as I was fine, he got instantly angry. "Why did you risk your life?!" He growled. Now I could understand this emotion. He had been really worried. "I had specifically told you to help Morgana!"

The village witch stepped forward, she did not look pleased with Gameknight's scolding. "And she did," she sternly told him, " and I told her to help the others."

Gameknight looked at Morgana. "She could have died!"

"But she did not," Morgana argued. "She fought well, so I told her to help. I made sure of it she lived. She had healing potions."

Gameknight seemed to relax after that. A deep growl could be heard from him as he looked irritated. Then, he sighed to calm down. He looked back at me with faint anger still in his eyes. "I cannot deny it, but you did fight decently. If you had not, you would have been dead," he glared at Morgana for a moment.

"Do I still need your tiny body guards?" I asked, looking annoyed at the idea of having Monet and Stitcher watch over my safety.

Gameknight shook his head. "No, you have proven you are loyal and can fight well. You are not required to be watched; but," he said that word sternly, "you still will have to follow my rules."

I nodded agreement. At least I will not be watched anymore. "That I understand. A leader must lead." Like that was not new. I was used to being told what to do.

Gameknight thought to himself for a bit. "Let us get what we need, and get out of here," Gameknight finally said, making his way to the group.

"Already did," Morgana said. "We can leave now."

Gameknight stopped to seem surprised, but nodded then continued to head toward the exhausted group. "Let us head out!" He called out to the group before making his way to the Nether Portal with the group in tow. They seem too exhausted to move, but did so anyways. They seemed pleased about being able to leave.

Along the way, Monet and Stitcher fell in line with watching over me. 'Great~' I thought miserably. I was about to say something to them, but decided against it. Gameknight would tell them eventually. First, I wanted to be out of this place. The fighting and heat had caused me too much of my stamina.

It took us a few minutes, but we all finally reached the portal, exiting back to the Overworld. The air felt cold to me as I stepped out of the portal. I loved it. The only problem was that it had become night. "Alright, set up camp!" Gameknight ordered. "When that is complete, I will need a talk with all of you." They all nodded, getting immediately to work with making make-shift walls and archer towers.

The air rejuvenated me, so I helped with whatever I could. I was on my own when I took a tree to watch for mobs. "Is this tree taken?" I heard Monet ask as she stood beside me. I shrugged, looking across the land for the mobs. "Gameknight told Stitcher and me that you are not needed to be watched anymore," she told me. "Stitcher seemed pleased."

"Then why are you here?" I asked, feeling the nice cool breeze.

"Just to see how you are feeling," Monet replied. I looked at her to see she was not lying.

"I am doing well," I said, feeling like my usual self again. "Er... th-thanks." I gave a weak smile.

"Any time," Monet smiles back. "So," she began, looking as if she was unsure of what she really wanted to say, "what are we going to do about Herobrine? I mean, you work for him. You could have sided with him, but you did not."

I shrugged. I could hear Gameknight talking with the group about me. "I have honestly no clue. All I know is that if I screw up, I would be of no use to him." I looked over the distant field biome. "All I know is that I just have to follow you guys. Even if that means the death of me."