Attack of the Shadow-Crafters by Mark Cheverton

Author:Mark Cheverton
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sky Pony Press
Published: 2016-09-24T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 19

HEROBRINE’S RAGE

“Who was that woman?!” Herobrine shouted, his eyes blazing a harsh white as his rage overflowed. “And what were those creatures she spawned?”

“I think they were a response to your shadow-crafters,” Erebus said. “They were probably … ahh … light-crafters?”

“Light-crafters!?” the Maker exclaimed. “What is going on?!”

Herobrine wanted to destroy something, to vent his rage on some innocent bystander, but he didn’t feel like wasting any of his monsters at the moment. Teleporting out into the Overworld, the furious virus found a harmless, innocent cow. Drawing his sword, he attacked the beast, swinging his blade with unbridled fury until the creature disappeared with a pop. It happened so quickly, the animal didn’t even get a chance to cry out or run. It just simply ceased to exist after Herobrine poured all of his fury onto the poor creature.

With his lust for violence sated just a bit, he teleported back into the huge zombie-town that hid underground beneath Dragon’s Teeth.

“Tell me what you saw,” Herobrine commanded to the Enderman king.

“The light-crafters seem similar to your shadow-crafters,” Erebus began. “Each has a thing that it can craft. One made trees, another made grass, while two of them made snow and ice. Each has a thing they can craft, and we only saw a few of them in that battle. Likely there are many more ready who work for that old woman, just as you have many shadow-crafters working for you. The entrance of the old woman and the light-crafters has evened out the balance of power.”

“I don’t like things being balanced,” Herobrine said as he paced back and forth across the zombie-town. “Not one bit.”

He looked up and surveyed the rough-hewn chamber. He could see scores of zombies, skeletons, spiders, and creepers, but he knew more were gathered in all the other zombie-towns across the Overworld. Soon, with the help of his Endermen, Herobrine would bring all those monsters here, to Dragon’s Teeth. From here, they would march upon the NPCs and destroy that blacksmith once and for all.

The Maker moved near a stream of lava that flowed out of the ceiling, forming a pool of molten stone on the ground. He breathed in the luscious smoke and ash, the acrid smells calming his rage.

“We need to be prepared for that old woman and her pathetic little crafters,” Erebus said.

“Do not fear, my friend,” Herobrine said. “When I bring all those monsters here to this zombie-town, we will have such an overwhelming force that those villagers will cower in fear. There are no other villagers nearby, so no reinforcements will be available to the blacksmith, Smithy. But we, however, have many more monsters coming to our aid.” He paused to take in a smoky breath. “I just would like to know more about that old hag that appeared before us.”

“Well, we know one thing important about her,” Erebus said.

“What?” Herobrine snapped.

“She can be destroyed,” the king of the Endermen said. “If she was indestructible, then she wouldn’t have run away and built barriers to protect herself and her light-crafters.

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