Hello again! Duhmastah here with another chapter of The Eight Tribes. Im going to try to make the chapters longer, because as I look back at the older ones, I ralize that they are waaaaaaay too short. So here is chapter 7:

Steve rushed into the palace, only to see a host of mobs heading for the dining halls. The Dining halls is where all the Kings high officials are! I have to help them! Steve thought to himself.

Steve ran towards the mobs. One of the spiders senced him coming and turned towards him with its jaws open. Steve let out a war cry as he plunged his sword into the spiders head. He took it out and let out a flurry of blows against a small group of skeletons.

Steve saw in horror as a creeper started hissing at the door. Steve cut through more of the mobs, trying to stop it, but he was to late. With a deafining explosion, the doors to the dining hall was blasted open. Steve was shot back against the wall. Steve struggled to keep consiosness.

Steve staggerd into a standing position, and saw the mobs surge into the Dining Hall. He ran foward, faster than he evr had in his life, to save the people within. Steve hurtled past the swarms of mobs, to find the officials.

They had baracaded themselve within the kitchen. Steve looked around and saw a few of their bodies littered across the ground. Another creeper was heading towards the kitchen doors. Steve lept towards it, and with a mighty swing, decapitated the creeper.

Steve surveyed the situation. There were about a hundred mobs heading towards him. There were probobly another two creepers in that group. I can do this! Steve thought to himself.

Just as he was about to charge, the mobs stopped moving towards him. A black skeleton stepped out of the mobs. It drew its sword out, and utterd a low growl. It raised its sword, and then the wither skeleton charged towards Steve. The mobs sat still to watch this battle.

Steve swung its sword at the wither skeleton just as it did the same. Sparks flew off the two swords as they met. The creature swung its sword at a frightining speed towards Steve, but Steve was faster. He doged out of the way just in time. Steve through his sword at the wither skeleton, but it missed.

The wither said in a slow, scratchy voice,"You......have.....missed.....now.....DIE!"

Steve smiled and replied, "Who said i was aiming at you?"

The Wither Skeleton turned around just in time for the Golden Chandelir to crush him. Steve calmly walked past the mess of black bone and golden rods, and picked out his sword. He turned towards the mobs just as they stampeded towards him.

The battle lasted only a couple minute. When it had ended, Steve let the people out of the kitchen. They heard an explosian from outside the city. Steve rushed towards the window, but wished he didnt.

An army of mobs were swarming through the city. In the middle of them, one figure stood out. He looked exactly like steve with one exception. The place where his eyes should be, was empty.

Notches voice rang through his mind uttering one word, "Herobrine".