"What is is, girl?" Herder asks as he dismounts and kneels next to the animal.
"Look," Digger says as he points off to the horizon with his big iron pickaxe.
"Look," Digger says as he points off to the horizon with his big iron pickaxe.
I glance up from the wolf and see huge columns of black smoke starting to rise. The billowing smoke is thick and climb high into the air like dirty fingers clawing their way out of the forest. The ever-present east-to-west wind begins to pull at the smoke and drags it to the west, making the smoky fingers bend and writhe with the wind, as if in agony.
"What is that?" Herder asks as he pats the wolf that is still growling.
"More fires," Butch says.
"More fires," Butch says.
I stare at the big NPC, seeing an angry rage behind those tiny square eyes. Butch glances back at the village, then turns again toward the forest. More columns of smoke are rising into the air as the fires spread across the snow-covered spruces.
"We need to go see what is happening and stop those fires," I say. "They're spreading and getting worse."
"No," Butch snaps. "We go to the Village and investigate the fire happening there."
"But it looks so small in comparison," I say. "That forest is being devoured by fire. We have to find out what is going on. It could be the blazes!"
"Villagers come first," Butch snaps. He turns his mount and heads toward the village. "Everyone, follow me. Wolves...forward."
The furry animals bark once, then continue the trek across the grasslands, running to keep up with Butch's galloping horse.
"No," Butch snaps. "We go to the Village and investigate the fire happening there."
"But it looks so small in comparison," I say. "That forest is being devoured by fire. We have to find out what is going on. It could be the blazes!"
"Villagers come first," Butch snaps. He turns his mount and heads toward the village. "Everyone, follow me. Wolves...forward."
The furry animals bark once, then continue the trek across the grasslands, running to keep up with Butch's galloping horse.
"I guess we're going to the village," Hunter says as she takes off after the big NPC, the others following, leaving me staring at the burning forest, alone.
I think, I feel like there's something important there,
I stare at the backs of all my friends as they follow Butch toward the distant village. I sigh, then pull on my horse's reins and reluctantly follow the others. As I ride, I keep my eyes on the burning forest. The sky darkens as more fingers of smoke claw their way into the air.
"Something is very wrong here," I say to Ender and White, then I urge my horse into a gallop as a gray haze covers the shining face of the sun, casting a gloomy pall over all of Minecraft.
I float high up into the air, then settle onto the top of the tallest spruce tree in the forest. My blazes are throwing their white-hot balls of fire at the trees, severing them at their bases, causing them to tumble to the ground. Once they were down, more blazes fired upon the fallen giants, until they were completely engulfed in flames.
With a feeling of joy in my smoldering heart, I form a fireball before me and send it streaking toward a nearby tree. The flaming ball cuts the tree in half. The top part topples to the ground with a crash, while the bottom ignites like a massive candle. I gather more of my internal fire and attack the fallen pieve. As the glowing spheres of death hit the ground around the tree, they instantly burn away any vegetation and boil off the thin layer of snow that covered this cold taiga biome. The ground begins to radiate with a soft orange light as the soil melts into a glassy mess. Continuing my fiery attack, I liquify more of the soil until the ground glows as if it were in the Nether.
A mechanical wheezing sound fills the air behind me. Turning, I see my sparkling reddish-orange portal grow bright as more of my warriors pass through from the Nether. They arrive into the Overworld like a victorious army, but their internal flames grow momentarily dim due to the cold temperature of the forest. Spinning their blaze rods faster, the fiery monsters increased their temperature, allowing their internal flames to grow bright and dangerous again. Some of the monsters huddled near already burning trees for warmth.
"Get to work!" I shout. "This biome must be destroyed as soon as possible. There is no one here to stop us, so let your fireballs rain down upon this land. Burn all the trees, then burn the land itself."
The blazes' internal flames blossomed to a bright yellow as they gaze up at me. I give them a nod and then throw a fireball at a distant tree. The tall spruce explodes in a shower of sparks that fly high into the air like the shimmering lights from fireworks, igniting the trees around it. The blazes wheeze in amazement, then send their own balls of flame into the forest.
Clouds of smoke billow into the air, choking out the sun that had been approaching the horizon and covering the area with a gray haze. Below, the forest was filled with acrid smoke, making it hard for me to see my warriors. The blazes now appear as glowing specters through the dark cloud, their orange glowing bodies creating bright spheres of flickering light.
"These hotter fireballs are fantastic," one of my blaze commanders says to me.
"They are a gift from my father, Herobrine," I reply.
"I love them," wheezes the commander.