Steve's New Neighbors - The Wither Skeleton King Book 6:: One Last Battle

By Mark Mulle

Steve is back for the final battle against the terrible wither skeleton. After rescuing the witches and blacksmiths from their captivity in the Nether, Steve, Larry, and Alex know that the wither skeleton will want revenge. Nothing has angered him as much as the escape of his prisoners.

Follow their journey as

• Language: English
• Publisher: Mark Mulle
• Release date: Mar 28, 2024
• ISBN: 9798869281012

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Day 1:

Welcome back, my friends! Once again, this is the Great Steve bringing you tales from the war of the South Meadow.  I’m sure that many of you have been wondering what has happened since our rescue of the enslaved witches and blacksmiths from the dangers of the Nether fortress and the wither skeleton. The best that I can do is describe to you the sheer panic that has filled the village in the hours since we discovered the note from the weather skeleton.

Settling all of the excess villagers and witches into their new living accommodations was the least of our worries. After the frightening conditions in which they had been forced to endure in the Nether, our new residents were more than pleased with whatever safety we could provide them. They were also very impressed by the collection of iron golems that had been built within our borders. Of course, many of them were afraid at first. However, after being presented with a beautiful poppy by one of the gentle giants, they soon fell in love with the enormous creatures.

It was the rest of the village that seemed as if a hush had fallen over every home, every person, even the animals. The village had celebrated our return. They welcomed our new guests with open arms. They even offered jobs, and supplies to those who were willing. Despite all of that, there was still the knowledge that there was more to come. Our return had resulted in a very angry wither skeleton. Very angry indeed.

I know that it would be impossible, but somehow it felt as if the skeleton was watching us at every waking moment. He was nowhere to be seen. The meadow was clear and open, but we still felt his presence among us.

Day 2:

After the initial celebration was finished, we all tried to refocus our energy into preparing the village for the upcoming attack.

I began to realize that the strength, and height, of our formidable wall would not be enough to prevent the onslaught of the wither skeleton’s army. We would not be able to keep the enemy out forever. Eventually, they would manage to find a way to enter. Or, I shuddered to think about the other option, we might have to leave the safety of the village to drive them away. Even the strength of the iron golems would soon be overrun by the amount of attackers that the village would be forced to face.

Initially, our plan had been to release the golems alone, outside of the village, and command them to wreak havoc on the approaching army, so as to weaken them before they reached the village. I now began to realize that this plan might not be our best course of action. Instead, I set about convincing Alex that the golems should remain within the village boundaries as a last line of defense. That way, they could protect those that were too young, or old, to fight.

Though she agreed, neither of us could formulate a plan that would help us to destroy the army that we knew would come. We did not know when. We did not know how. We