However, rather than following their lead, Butch charged straight at the two monsters, swinging his sword in a wide arc. Stopping his horse right in between the two creepers, he attacked the nearest, smashing it with his big iron sword. While he fought, he completely ignored the other creeper, which was slowly moving closer and closer and getting ready to explode from behind. Herder's wolves charged forward to bite at the monsters' legs as the other animals moved to protect Herder and White. Hunter and Stitcher opened up with their enchanted bows. They each fired three quick shots, finishing off the approaching creeper's HP before it could ignite and hurt anyone. Butch took care of the one in front of him, then turned to see if any more were near. The area was clear.
"That was dangerous and reckless, Butch!" Hunter says. "And coming from me, that means something. The other creeper could have detonated and blown you up."
"He got what was necessary, didn't he?"
White, being larger than most wolves, jumped over the dogs and ran around, hearding a group of creepers into a tight circle, and forcing them back into a ravine, making them fall to their death. “Where is the center of the nest?!” They shout over the noise.
"I agree with Ender. It didn't, did it?" Butch replies with a sneer.
"Foolish risks like that are going to get you hurt," Stitcher says. "And they might get some of us hurt as well. You need to be more careful, Butch, and watch our backs instead of charging straight ahead."
"Foolish risks like that are going to get you hurt," Stitcher says. "And they might get some of us hurt as well. You need to be more careful, Butch, and watch our backs instead of charging straight ahead."
The big NPC shrugs, turns his mount to the southwest, and continues on the trek. The other NPCs all look at each other, exasperated.
Ender turns to White and shrugs.
"I've know nothing about the Overworld," she chuckles.
"I've know nothing about the Overworld," she chuckles.
White watches from the shadows, adrenaline still pumping from the bloodshed earlier. They raced after the horses, making them run faster by slightly nipping at their ankles, but not hurting them directly.
"That was weird," I say as I scan the forest for more of the creatures.
White nods to Ender. “I only know a few things, so it’s alright.”
"You mean Butch?" Hunter asks, saying it loud enough for the big NPC to hear.
Ender flaps after them, not even panting.
"No, not Butch...I mean, yeah, he shouldn't have taken that risk since the battle of the Jungle Temple." I kick my horse forward, following Butch's dark mount.
"And now, all of a sudden, we find three of them together?" Stitcher says. "You're right, I don't like it.
"Me neither," Crafter adds. "Did you notice how the other two were waiting for us? It was like they were working together."
"I don't like the sound of that," Digger says, his booming voice filling the forest with thunder. "Creepers that are smart can only cause trouble."
"Well, they're gone now, so they couldn't be that smart." Hunter says.
Glancing over my shoulder, I stare at the craters that the creepers had left behind in the floor of the forest, deep wounds in the lush grass-covered ground. I could see the piles of gunpowder that floated at the bottom of the craters, but didn't bother to stop and collect it; we had lots of TNT and didn't need any more right now.
"We'll need to watch them," I said. "But there's something not right here. Blazes destroying the forest, and now the creepers."
"You are never satisfied unless there's some monster king chasing you," Hunter says with a smile. "Well, you'll just have to get over yourself this time. There is no creeper king trying to come after you."