(Cub's POV)

Cub, who had just met Tinfoil, wanted to know more about him.

Seeing Tinfoil about to fly away, he shapeshifted into a falcon to catch up.

"Scraw!", he tried to call out.

"Oh.", Cub thought when he realized the problem.

"I can't talk like this.."

"Oh well."

"SCREE SCRAWWWW!", Cub called out.

Tinfoil finally turned around, and folded up his elytra into a chest plate again.

Cub then also thought about how ridiculous he looked. A falcon. Wearing a lab coat. Nice.

He shapeshifted back into a human and stumbled. "Oof!", he grunted.

Cub looked up. Tinfoil still looked stoic, but his eyes were sparkling in amusement.

Cub grumbled. "Not funny.."

"No, it is not.", Tinfoil agreed in a rusty old voice, but still looked like he was struggling to keep himself from guffawing.

Cub put on his friendly face. "TinfoilChef, right?", he inquired. "I thought I knew every hermit on the server! How come I've never heard of you?"

Tinfoil nodded. "Tinfoil is indeed the name I got, I am not like the rest of the lot. I suppose you can say, I am the hermit who hides from the day. I mostly keep by myself, so maybe that's why many don't know of me; like yourself.", he responded.

Cub blinked. "Why're you rhyming?"

Tinfoil sighed. "The gift of foresight also gives me some rhyme to bite. I do not know why, but I'll guess I have to go by."

"Ouch.", Cub thought.

Just then, Tinfoil's knees buckled and he collapsed. 

Cub rose himself to a kneel and investigated Tinfoil.

It seemed that Tinfoil was still awake, but his gaze was not focused, as if he was seeing something far away. And his eyes seemed pale. Tinfoil seemed 'moon-eyed' and everything.

"Tinfoil?"

Tinfoil's eyes locked with Cub's and he gave a breath.

He then recited,

"The Ego's are locked away, far from any bay."

"They have broke out and shall soon roam about."

"A rage of ice cold and phantoms will soon sweep through the lands,"

"An army in their hands."

"A prison of rock, any escape is blocked."

"Just as long as the light remembers.."

"When the chains and deep water rise, 

and embers ignite,"

"The chains will rise and bring the night."

Tinfoil regained his focused look, and he shook his head rapidly to regain himself.

"One healing potion, please?", he meekly asked.

(Cleo's POV)

Cleo was at a crafting table and was sewing together a few bones to make a spare skeletal elytra.

"Finished!", she said triumphantly.

A wisp of cold air whooshed past her ear, a feeling that curdled her insides.

Cleo decided to investigate.

Cleo looked at the dirt outside.

"Rise, undead ones. Follow the intruder of my home.", she spoke softly.

A baby zombie wearing a tiny golden helmet and a strong looking skeleton rose from the ground.

"At your service, miss...", the skeleton hissed before the undead rushed off to find the intruder.

(Time skip brought to you with a chase/fight scene between the undead and an Elsa-like demon that had some characteristics of Tango.)

Cleo thought about the meeting. It was quite interesting, really. 

Tinfoil, eh? Prophecy? Kinda neat.

The skeleton and the baby zombie returned.

"The intruder was almost like a spirit! It had a blue dress and white braided hair. She had red eyes, and she could use ice magic! We almost beat the crap out of it, but she ran away! And it's not any of the hermits! It must be a spirit!", the baby zombie rambled, making big hand gestures to make the story better.

The skeleton on the other hand, bowed his head. 

"I am sorry. We failed you.", he said.

Cleo sighed. "No, its fine. You two did a great job. Get some rest..", she said soothingly.

The undead sank back into the earth.

Cleo sighed and leaned against the wall of her base. Why couldn't things be simpler?

(No POV, somewhere down below.)

"Good.", said Menace. 

"Although they have newfound powers, it seems like they are still not used to it.", said the Frost Queen.

As Slayer, Slush, Menace, and the Frost Queen were talking about the sights from above, seven of the Egos were in the corner of the room.

Even if the others were partying.

Those seven Egos were the original Ren, Stress, X, Jevin, Cub, and Scar, plus a purpleish gold Stress.

They heard and saw everything.

They knew what was going on.

Goddess (The purplish gold Stress) shook her head.

"I just really hope we won't have to come to the invasion.", she sighed.

But they all knew anyway.

That no matter what,

Hermitcraft will be invaded.