AN: Short Chapter. I'm pretty busy this week.

Disclaimer: I don't own Minecraft. If I did, I'd add Potions of Paralysis.

Beta: Myself

Chapter 88

Trip

[Cobb]

"Okay, show what you got." I called out to my friends as dawn broke.

The night had been long and the Endermen lethal, but we were all still alive. Floyd and Lenz looked a bit drowsy and scuffled (the latter still under the effects of a Potion of Night Vision), but Soul was grinning smugly, giving me the impression that he had found the most pearls. Most of them had had a head start on me, since I needed to make a new sword first. A stone one.

In hindsight, hunting for pearls when we should have been sleeping seemed pretty stupid. But I couldn't deny we needed the pearls more than bed rest. Floyd had the only bed anyway.

"Soul, you want to go first?" I asked. "Since you're practically vibrating with smug glee?"

"Oh, no." Soul smirked arrogantly. "Saving the best for last. Let's see how you did first."

Was having loads of pearls worth listening to him brag all day? It was still a toss-up.

"Well, I managed to scrape together six." I held out my hand to display my modest find. "Considering how terrifying I thought those things were before, collecting this many is a huge step. And I owe it all to Herobrine's tips and tricks!" I held out Advanced Mob-Slaying in my other hand and patted it fondly.

"Are you already making excuses for when you lose?" Soul asked, to which I replied with a scowl. "I'm impressed by how prepared you are. What about you, Floyd?"

"Eight." He showed off proudly while stifling a yawn. "It wasn't difficult. Anyone that could swing a sword could manage this much." He emphasized rather loudly.

"What are you talking about?" I questioned. "Endermen are still a tough Mob to locate and kill. I used a sword and only managed six."

"What? No, no, that's not—I'm saying if you were using a bow, then—" Floyd struggled for the right words while Lenz sported a contemptuous smirk.

"But bows don't work on Endermen." My eyes widened as I realized what I was saying. "Oh, crap, Lenz! I totally forgot! You can only use a bow, right? I didn't realize… I shouldn't have sent you looking for pearls on your own. My bad."

"Perish the thought." Lenz waved off my apology. "Though since you have brought it up, I must confess I was unable to collect a single pearl."

Soul looked a little annoyed and Floyd looked more pleased than upset. However his expression turned full upset when Lenz rummaged in his backpack.

"However, I figured I could assist in gathering other needed supplies." He held out his hands, showing off a bounty! Sugar cane for paper. Leather for books. Feathers.

"Whoa, where did you get all this stuff?" Soul asked, stepping up to the engineer who preened slightly.

"I located cows and chickens in a small valley near here." He gestured vaguely east. "My Inventory was full, so I left the raw meat. As for the sugar cane, I found it growing beside a stream, so I took the liberty of harvesting and replanting them throughout the night."

"You did all that?" I questioned incredulously, to which the engineer nodded. "Nice going! This is exactly what we need to make copies of books. Isn't that great, Floyd?"

The blue-haired Crafter was giving a rather forced smile. "Wonderful." Floyd hissed through his teeth. "But we were looking for ender pearls, right? That was the objective? And I collected—"

"Well, we needed this stuff too." I defended, stopping Floyd's argument in its tracks. "Besides, Lenz couldn't fight Endermen. Doesn't make much sense asking him to do the impossible."

"…"

"Thank you, Cobbert." Lenz nodded gratefully. "I am relieved to hear I was not a burden towards the group." Floyd abruptly turned on his heel away from Lenz, all but shoving the pearls he had gathered into my arms.

"Hey, you can't act salty yet!" Soul accused a fuming Floyd. "You still have to feel the bumpy texture of my victory as I rub it in your faces. Read 'em and weep! Fifteen pearls! More than all of you combined, just like I said! Now you can be salty."

"What I don't get," Floyd called out, raising a hand in the air and pointing it at Lenz, "is how you were able to kill all those animals when you're supposedly low on arrows?"

Lenz shrugged. "I am a versatile Crafter capable of many subtle methods of slaying livestock."

"Yeah? Then what did you use?"

"Explosives."

I did a double take. "Excuse me?"

Lenz flinched, unprepared for my demanding tone. "W-well they were all gathered in the valley… arrows were limited… rigging up TNT was the best method of killing them all without wasting my most valuable resource."

"Lenz, we're being hunted." I stressed to the engineer. "If Ringwood guards are out here searching for us, don't you think they'd investigate disturbances? Like say—"

"—A metric fuck-ton of TNT going off." Soul finished, glaring disapprovingly at the engineer. "That wasn't very smart. How long ago did you set that off?"

"N-no, wait a moment…" Lenz held up his hands, struggling under the accusations. "I… I got the supplies we needed, right? I did good… no?"

"More like alerted everyone to our position." Floyd shot back. "Rookie mistake."

"I… I…" Lenz looked to me, his voice head shaking slightly. "I did not know—"

"You should have used your arrows." I reprimanded before shaking my head. "Ugh… it doesn't matter. We need to bury ourselves quick before—"

"I would have had arrows if it was not for him!" Lenz interrupted suddenly, pointing an accusatory finger in Floyd's direction. It was like a malediction.

"Oh, so now you're blaming me for your mistakes?" Floyd shot back with folded arms. "Real mature."

"What is wrong with you two?" Soul voiced my thoughts perfectly. Where was all the animosity coming from?

"It is the truth. I would have had enough arrows if I did not have to waste them saving him." Lenz practically spat out towards Floyd. "He was frozen in fear. Go ahead and ask him."

"Guys, keep it down!" I hissed under my breath. "We're not safe—"

"I wasn't frozen in fear, Lenzington!" Floyd defended, his voice growing in volume as he got up in Lenz's face. "And are you listening, Cobb? Apparently my life isn't worth the arrows he wastes saving it! Remind him what a life costs."

"Awfully hypocritical when you yourself shot an arrow at me when my back was turned!" Lenz didn't back down, glaring through his tinted glasses at the blue-nette. "Perhaps you are the one in need of a reminder of what a life is worth!?"

"That arrow didn't touch you and you know it!"

"More like you could not hit a—!"

"Hey! They're over here!" A loud, unfamiliar voice called out.

Uh-oh…

The four of us whirled around, spotting a single green-capped guard beckoning his buddies over. At least twelve of them altogether. Whether they were drawn by Lenz's explosions or the vocal argument, I had no idea. What I did know, however, was that we either had to stand and fight or run like scared little babies.

"Run!"

"Fight!"

Both those words were shouted at exactly the same time. Lenz and I started running away from the guards while Floyd and Soul ran towards them. We both stopped at the same time and glanced at each other.

"What do you mean fight/run!?" We both shouted at the same time, just before the guards attacked.

In all the confusion, Floyd and Soul took a few painful hits before entering full combat mode.

"Don't kill them!" I called out, though it was in warning to Floyd and Soul. Casualties would only make proving our innocence harder.

"Easier said than done!" Soul complained, bringing up his shield to block two sword strikes. "There's no wanted poster asking for me alive!"

I guess we have to fight, now. I internally resigned myself, bringing out my stone sword. I was about to rush in, only for Lenz to grab my shoulder, stopping me. "Not the time for a conversation, Lenz."

"I need flint!" He hissed, holding out his hand. "For arrows. Any flint at all?"

Recalling at least twelve flints in my backpack, I hastily brought them out and handed them over. However, with Lenz's backpack full to the brim, he couldn't hold onto them and they skittered onto the ground.

"Comparators!" He cursed, stooping down while setting his crafting table. He moved to scoop them up, only to yelp as I kicked him out of the way of a splash Potion of Slowness.

The potion got me, though. Everything felt sluggish as I tried to bring up a hasty defense to the three guards that had broken from the initial group. They all had iron gear, save for the green-dyed leather caps, and were well equipped.

Meanwhile, I had a stone sword.

I tried to swing my sword at the first guard, but it was at half-speed. The guard had no trouble ducking under it before leaping up with a knee to the chin, followed by a slash across my chest. My tunic held strong, but my Health took more blows as the other two guards joined in attacking me. I could do little to evade with everything moving so damn slow!

"Not so tough without your Creepers to do your dirty work, are you?" One of the guards taunted with relish just before cracking his fist across my face. The world spun as I fell to my knees, but not before I wielded Backlash with my other hand and snagged someone far away.

"Soul! Tag-in!" I cried out with a pull.

"What the—Hey!" Soul squawked in surprise as he was pulled away from his fight and into mine. Yet, without missing a beat, he swung his axe in mid-air, slamming into one unsuspecting guard's armor and sending him crashing into a tree. Hopefully he would stay down, lest Soul kill him.

"L-Lenz!" I coughed out, trying to get back to my feet. The engineer was nowhere to be seen, though his crafting table was still where he placed it.

I didn't get long to catch my breath before a second splash Potion was hurled toward me. I caught it full in the face and then collapsed weak as a kitten.

"The Executive's down!" The potion-chucking guard exclaimed triumphantly. "He's down! The worst threat is neutralized!"

"The worst threat is standing right over here, assholes!" Soul shouted as if offended.

The Slowness-Weakness combo. I hated it ever since that Witch used it on me. Now I was paralyzed until the effects wore off. So the guards really were trying to take us alive, despite what the cult did to Ringwood.

"Get the Lieutenant next!" One of the guards engaging Floyd called out. I could only watch as Floyd struck a mighty blow against one guard, only for two more to gang up on him from behind. Soul had used a Potion of Strength in a desperate effort to even the odds against five guards. But even as he slashed wildly, there were two guards hanging back with bows, firing at him every so often.

It was too much.

The potion-chucking guard left my prone form and crept towards Floyd's exposed back as he dealt with three guards. "Floyd, behind you!" I warned as the guard raised a splash potion in each hand…

Only to drop both on himself when an arrow struck the back of his knee. The two effects did to him what he did to me, paralyzing the guard.

My eyes darted towards where the arrow was shot from, only to glimpse a flash of dark-grey hair vanishing behind a tree. A second later, a drawn bow poked out and fired an arrow at one of Soul's adversaries. Three more followed up, forcing two guards to retreat when their Health got so low.

"Sniper!" One of the archers on the guards' side shouted in warning before aiming towards Lenz's position. The arrow flew, but Lenz was already behind a different tree, huffing and puffing. Even then, he needn't have dodged. The distance was too much for the guards' level of archery. But Lenz's, on the other hand…

"I can't hit him!" One of the guards cursed as he adjusted his bow to ignore the engineer. "He's too far! No archer could make a shot like tha—Gah!"

As if spitting on his claims, an arrow struck the guard right in the face.

"No shot is too far for the Gray Eagle!" Lenz boasted in between gasps for air as he moved to a new vantage point. "All of you are in my sights!"

Gray Eagle? I thought, wondering where that nickname came from.

With the archers unable to match Lenz's skill, they had to take cover behind some trees and target Floyd instead. Meanwhile, Lenz directed his fire at the three guards still attacking Soul. When one of them raised their arm to strike, an arrow would lodge itself in their shoulders or legs, throwing them off.

Soul's eyebrows lifted at the assistance the first time around and he smirked the second time. By the third, he attacked fully expecting Lenz's arrows to impede his opponent long enough to deliver a strength-infused axe-swing to the chest. The unlucky guard on the receiving end of that swing found himself flat on the ground clutching his chest as if it was caved in.

Yeah, he probably wasn't getting back up.

"Hate to pull a Teal on you guys, but you can't follow us." I heard Soul grunt before I heard an audible crack, followed by an agonized scream. I saw Soul leaning over a recently downed guard… whose leg definitely wasn't supposed to bend that way.

"Oh my God! Soul, that's messed up!" I called from my position on the ground.

"He's not dead, so shut up!" Soul called back, fighting the last guard. "And how long are you going to lay there like a dead fish? Get off your ass!"

"I can't! The potion effects are still going!"

"For how much longer?"

"I don't know! My body is blocking my arm!"

"Cobbert! I… *wheeze* …I am… helping!" Lenz called out as he left his cover in the trees and hobbled over to me, clutching a stitch in his side. A winded, red face behind tinted goggles.

"What? No! Stay in the trees! You're doing a good job shooting!"

"I… I cannot…" He huffed and puffed. "Out of… arrows… n-not enough sticks…"

While he struggled to catch his breath, Floyd skidded to a stop on the other side of me. He was covered with arrows, but seemed to be hanging in there thanks to a Potion of Regeneration. The three guards he was fighting were advancing.

"Why weren't you shooting at the guards I was fighting?" Floyd called over his shoulder, sounding agitated. "Fine with letting me die?"

"The guards… want you… *wheeze* …and Cobbert alive." Lenz protested over my prone form. "Soul was… more at… risk…"

"Oh, a likely answer." Floyd rolled his eyes. Meanwhile, the two archers, having Lenz in their line of sight for the first time, were taking aim at him.

"Uh, guys?" I tried to direct their focus. "Fight's still going on. And I'm currently one with the grass right now."

"Quickly. Arrows, Floyd." Lenz demanded, holding his hand out to the blue-nette. "My archery is the only thing that can save us."

Floyd's eyes narrowed at the order before he did the unexpected and sheathed his sword in favor of his bow.

"You're not the only one who can shoot."

…

WHAT!?

"Floyd, are you nuts!?" I shouted angrily at the Crafter. "Now's not the time to practice! Give the better archer the arrows!"

Floyd made no sign of hearing me as he drew back an arrow and launched it towards the advancing guards. It only grazed one of their chestplates.

"Floyd!" I groaned, desperately trying to move my paralyzed body.

"Wait, I can get this!" Floyd tried again, this time forcing a guard to leap to the side. "Almost got it…"

"Repeaters, Floyd, follow your leader's orders!" Lenz protested, trying to snatch the arrows from Floyd's belt. Floyd clung to them fiercely.

"No, I can do this!" He argued through clenched teeth, even as the enemy guards shot his back with arrows. "I can surpass it!"

"Surpass WHAT!?"

As the two wrestled with the arrows, Floyd whipped him around right into the path of several shots. The engineer cried out as his unarmored flesh was pierced with a handful of arrows. He fell to his knees and whimpered in pain, but still he refused to let go of the arrows.

Whatever thoughts had been going through Floyd's mind seemed to be smacked out of him upon seeing Lenz's injured self. He let go of the arrows as if they were burning him and clutched at his eyes. "No… not now…!" He whispered, falling to his knees. "Not now, not now…"

"Floyd!? What's wrong!?" I called out, cursing my own inability to move. Was he injured? "Lenz! Get up! Run!" The engineer looked too injured to hear me, much less use the arrows clutched tightly in his hands.

The guards, thinking they had us on the ropes, advanced with swords drawn. They were moving towards my friends and I felt anger bubble through me. "Don't touch them!" I snarled as I struggled to move my muscles.

I would kill them if they did anything.

"Crap, crap, crap!" Soul shouted after dispatching his final guard. He ran towards us to help, but had to raise his shield to block the incoming arrows. "Oi! Forget about those nerds and fight me!" The desperation in his tone spoke of his limited options. He wouldn't make it.

"I swear I'll kill you all if one of them dies." I warned and meant it. Was that really my voice sounding so unforgiving? It caught the guards by surprise too, making them pause as goosebumps crawled up their skin. "The second one of their Heads roll," I spoke chillingly, glaring up at the guards "I won't be responsible for what I'll do next."

Wynn wouldn't forgive me, but I didn't care. My World was at stake.

Brain: Oh, shit. Cobb's about to go full ham on these guys.

Stomach: Quick! Heart, Liver! Remind him about compassion and… and… not murdering people! Junk like that!

Heart: I can't! Something's… something's blocking me!

Blood: ...them all. Kill them all.

Brain: …The hell is that?

Blood: Do it, Cobb. As soon as they kill Lenz, slaughter them all. They deserve it.

Brain: Hey! Get out of here you bloodthirsty creep! You are not welcome in Cobb's body! Bladder, get the fire hose. Or the water spritzer, I'm easy.

I felt the blood pounding in my ear and saw my vision go red as one of the guards raised his sword to stab Lenz. I needed to move! Now!

Just before the sword fell, something dropped faster from the treetops above. Water. Flowing water fell from the trees and covered us and the guards, making us all sputter for breath. The water cascaded across the ground, spreading out in a strong current that carried us away.

The flowing water, oddly enough, was strategically placed so that the guards were swept in one direction and us the other. I blinked in confusion as the water cooled my rage and brought my vision back to normal. My friends were all still alive.

Above, I heard a rustling of tree leaves followed by someone darting across the top from where the water had been placed. I caught a flash of green hair though.

"H-Hey!" I called out, despite the green-haired Crafter being nearly out of sight. He was wearing a green jacket, making it harder to locate him amongst the foliage. The next instant, he was gone.

But the mysterious Crafter could wait. The water he poured on us had put up enough space between us and the guards that Soul could get to us. With Lenz unconscious, Floyd having a panic attack, and me paralyzed, Soul had to bunch us all together just to protect us from the remaining guards.

We weren't the only prone Crafters though. The potion-chucking guard was still paralyzed and had been carried to us by the flowing water. His belt was filled with potions of various colors.

That gave me an idea.

"Soul, that guard's belt!" I pointed at it with my darting eyes. "Find a Strength and Swiftness potion for me and I can get back in the fight."

"I'm a little busy!" Soul complained as he raised his shield to cover Lenz from getting killed by an arrow while also throwing his body in the way of one aimed at Floyd. "Urgh. Search him yourself." He took out his last remaining Potion of Strength and practically jammed the glass neck down my throat. Urgency or not, he could have been more gentle.

Drinking the Potion of Strength, I felt it balance the effects of the Potion of Weakness, meaning I only had the Slowness effect to worry about. It was a relief to move again and I slowly crawled over to the paralyzed guard to search for the electric blue brew.

"Hey! Keep away from my potions, cultist!" Paralyzed, the guard moved the only thing he could—his mouth—and mustered all his defiance towards me. "And take off that tunic! You have no right to wear our col-mpph!"

I held a hand over his mouth, silencing him. "Unless your next words tell me where I can get a Potion of Swiftness, keep your trap shut." Behind me, I heard Soul grunt as he brought up his shield to deflect a guard's sword.

"Floyd… snap out of it!" Soul hissed to Floyd who was still clutching his head and breathing heavily. "Whatever episode you're having, it can't be worse than the current episode we're having!"

Soul's shield shattered after taking one too many hits and he had to choose whether to block with his axe the strike aimed at Floyd or the strike aimed at Lenz.

But Floyd took away that decision by regaining enough sense to tackle the guard attacking Lenz. After being freed up from defending, Soul refocused his attention on offense.

Meanwhile, I reached around the paralyzed guard's back and picked out the correct Potion of Swiftness. I slowly brought it to my lips and drank it, feeling it cancel the effects of the Potion of Slowness.

Back to normal and pissed at being taken out for most of the fight, I wielded Backlash and hurled the bobber at one of the archers, snagging him by his chestplate.

"… *Grumble* … Paddle Ball." I muttered under my breath as I pulled the archer towards me only to bat him back with the Knockback Enchantment. He crashed into the other archer, disabling them both for a bit.

I took the opportunity to run up and try my hand at knocking somebody out. I had never intentionally done it before, but how hard could it be? Just hit them in the head enough until they passed out, right?

Using the handle of my sword, I bonked the two archers on the skull. They yelped in pain, but didn't go unconscious like in the movies. They also looked pretty mad.

"Um… hang on…" I bashed them harder this time, hoping it would work. Instead they just fell into the ground, clutching their skulls and dropping their weapons.

This was getting awkward. "For the love of—sleep, already!"

Bonk!

"…Maybe I'm not doing it hard enough…?"

Bonk! Bonk!

"Please, no more…" One of them cried out piteously.

"Have mercy…"

Bonk! Bonk! Bonk!

"Okay, there we go." I nodded in satisfaction, pretending it hadn't taken me a dozen tries to actually knock them out. The two archers had looks of hopelessness on their unconscious faces as well as a couple of egg-sized bumps on their heads… and maybe a mild concussion or two. But hey, they were still alive.

Floyd and Soul had much better success knocking out their opponents. By the time I hurried back to them, all the guards were unconscious and in a pile. For added measure, Soul had even searched the guard with the potions and splashed them all with the Slowness-Weakness combo to further disable them. He also took the liberty of looting their immobile bodies for arrows, potions, and armor for Lenz.

Speaking of Lenz, the engineer was still unconscious with arrows sticking out of him. Soul splashed him with a Potion of Healing from one of the guards, but he still didn't wake up.

"Guess we're carrying this one." Soul shrugged before reaching down and hefting the light engineer with one arm. "We better clear out before these guys' backup shows up. It's bright enough that I don't think any Mobs will find them first."

I nodded to his reasoning while Floyd just glanced away with clenched fists. I caught him shooting glances at Lenz, though.

I needed to talk with them both about why they argued in the middle of a fight.

But first, we had to put some distance between us and any remaining guard patrols. Soul marched out first, keeping his pace relatively quick considering he had someone over his shoulder. Floyd went next, though he kept a fair distance from the axe-wielder while clutching at his eyes like he always did when he was nervous.

And lastly, I…

I glanced back at the guards… and then to the flowing water coming off one of the trees.

That makes twice that the mysterious green-haired Crafter saved our lives. I thought before checking the surrounding trees more carefully. And twice that he's run away. Either he was keeping track of us or he followed the sounds of combat and shouting.

Only question now is who is he?

And… why ally yourself with wanted criminals against guards?

It didn't make much sense.

Well, maybe if we got into trouble again, he'd show himself long enough to answer me those questions.

Inventory (Cobb): 1 Fishing Rod {Backlash} [Knockback II, Luck of the Sea III, Unbreaking III], 1 Stone Pickaxe, 1 Stone Sword, 1 Golden Shovel [Silk Touch I, Unbreaking III], 1 Flint and Steel {Weak}, 13 Cobblestone, 14 Ender Pearls, 12 Torches, 5 Coal, 2 Oak Wood Planks, 1 Stick, 1 Crafting Table, 1 Oak Wood Door, 1 Clock, 43 Dirt, 1 Water Bucket, 4 String, 6 TNT, 64 Steak, 64 Cooked Mutton, 57 Baked Potatoes, 1 Pumpkin, 1 Leather Tunic [Dyed Green, Unbreaking I], 1 Iron Leggings {Weak}, 1 Iron Boots, 4 Rotten Flesh, 46 Emeralds, 1 Map {Ringwood Region}, 1 Book {Advanced Mob-Slaying}, 1 Book {Citizenship Information}, 1 Paper {Ringwood Entry Pass}

[EXP: 10]

Inventory (Floyd): 1 Iron Pickaxe, 1 Iron Sword {Weak}, 1 Bow, 1 Fishing Rod, 1 Furnace, 1 Crafting Table, 3 Sticks, 3 Ladders, 8 Cobblestone, 1 Oak Wood Door, 1 Minecart, 1 Bed, 1 Boat, 1 Potion of Regeneration II {0:22}, 1 Potion of Regeneration II {0:22}, 1 Potion of Fire Resistance {8:00}, 2 Flint, 8 Rotten Flesh, 5 Bones, 6 Gunpowder, 16 String, 10 Ink Sacs, 64 Cooked Chicken, 50 Apples, 3 Wool, 1 Iron Chestplate, 1 Iron Leggings, 1 Iron Boots, 1 Book {Citizenship Information}, 1 Paper {Entry Pass}, 4 Emeralds

[EXP: 24]

Inventory (Lenz): 1 Bow, 1 Shears, 2 Levers, 4 Wooden Buttons, 1 Stone Button, 5 Redstone Torches, 17 Redstone Repeaters, 3 Redstone Comparators, 16 Redstone, 61 TNT, 1 Hopper, 1 Dispenser, 3 Blocks of Redstone, 5 Pistons, 10 Cobblestone, 10 Torches, 1 Minecart, 1 Compass, 9 String, 25 Gunpowder, 59 Steak, 14 Arrows, 1 Crafting Table, 1 Pumpkin, 32 Sugar Cane, 8 Leather, 18 Feathers, 10 Flint, 64 Emeralds, 14 Emeralds, 1 Book {Airship Piloting 101}, 1 Book {Notebook}, 1 Book {Citizenship Information}, 1 Paper {Daymonte Entry Pass}, 1 Paper {Ringwood Entry Pass}

[EXP: 6]

Inventory (Soul): 1 Iron Axe {Weak}, 15 Ender Pearls, 1 Splash Potion of Healing II, 1 Splash Potion of Healing II, 1 Splash Potion of Healing II, 1 Potion of Invisibility {8:00}, 1 Potion of Invisibility {8:00}, 1 Potion of Invisibility {8:00}, 1 Splash Potion of Slowness {1:30}, 1 Splash Potion of Weakness {1:30}, 1 Milk, 1 Iron Helmet, 1 Iron Chestplate, 1 Iron Leggings, 1 Iron Boots, 1 Leather Cap [Dyed Green], 1 Iron Chestplate, 1 Iron Leggings, 1 Iron Boots, 50 Arrows, 1 Crafting Table, 20 Oak Wood Planks, 12 Steak, 9 Emeralds, 1 Book {Citizenship Information}, 1 Map {Ringwood Region}, 1 Paper {Ringwood Entry Pass}

[EXP: 36]

AN: It's weird having a short chapter for a change. Reminds me of the early days of this story when the Chapters were short and there was little to talk about.

The mysterious green-haired Crafter strikes again, saving Cobb and the Beginners from getting kidnapped or killed or both. And the guards are suprisingly good at their jobs. Unlike Griefers, they're actually trained and are smart enough to utilize potions, bows, and the greatest weapon of all... Teamwork! Even though the Beginners are individually skilled, their teamwork is still a bit all over the place, which was the main point of this Chapter. They also can't kill any of the guards... unless of course they threaten Cobb's friends and make his Blood start boiling.

Half of them prefer fight over flight, two of them are competing with one another, and Cobb's commands are more like suggestions to the Beginners. So naturally, they'd have trouble in a fight. It also showed that, without Soul there, the Beginners would have been captured.

At least they have their Ender Pearls now.

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