hI I don't really like the art above but I tried :'D. aLso hOLY CRAP, thanks for voting and taking time out of your life to read my story, I means a lot to me ;w; so here is the new chapter! I actually wrote this on May 30th just so I didn't have to stress 'bout it :D This is actually the longest chapter by far! 

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Grian had been gone for 3 hours by now, Iskall and Mumbo had planned with their bird friend to meet up to discuss things about Sahara, though that was a few minutes ago. Grian had agreed before he left the meeting so he knew, but he wasn't here...

Mumbo sat on the table, him and Iskall were both on it just playing uno (we don't question how and why they have an uno deck, just roll with it-). Iskall places their last card down, throwing their hands into the air "hA hA! I've won", Mumbo sighed, letting his cards fall out of his hands in defeat "fine...". Iskall cleaned up the cards, shuffling them form another round "sooo when is Grian gonna show up?" "I.. I don't know, maybe we should check his base?" Mumbo suggested, picking up the cards as Iskall dealt them.

Iskall stopped, placing their cards down onto the table "yeah sure! let's go then", Mumbo got up from the table, also placing his cards down; the two got the elytras on and blasted off into the sky via rockets.

Once they landed, they noticed a small opening in the floor, seemingly opened by redstone. "What in hermitcraft is this?" Iskall asked, squating close to the opening and looking down to see the pool of water. Mumbo came up beside them and looked down as well. "A secret enterance?" Mumbo mumbled (hA), he picked out his communicator and typed in the main chat:

<Mumbo> Me and iskall found a secret enterance at Grian's, anyone wanna join us in figuring out what it is?

A few hermits messaged back, saying that they'd be down for that. The two sat in the floor, waiting for the others to fly in. Once they did, one by one they fell in, hitting the semi-deep waters below.

Iskall pulled themselves out of the water, shaking themselves a bit to try and clear out some of the water. They looked into the room presented in front of them, walking into it just to see a bland room with a desk with piles of books surrounding it. 

The others recovered and entered as well, Xisuma walking to the desk and looking at the volume, looking at the galactic print on the front. "Why is this down here... why would Grian have these...?" he trailed off, looking at the books and read the sides, most were in galactic or were about different entities and different kind of players.  the most alarming and most interesting book in question was about Watchers...

Xisuma carefully pulled out the Watcher book, trying to not topple the pile, he placed it onto the desk and glared at it "what does he know?". Mumbo noticed a small shape near the wall, he walked towards it, noticing it was a cat who has never been seen before. He walked closer then leaned down to it's height or something close like that. 

Others had begun looking around the room, Stress had found the Watcher corner, she began walking towards it; examining in armour and the weapon next to it. "Stress, what did you find?" Xisuma caught her by surprise, making her jump a bit "oH! well this thing is in the corner, it doesn't look normal-" she was cut off by Xisuma running up and taking the mask off of the stand and running back to the desk.

the book was flipped open to an appearance page on Watchers, he scanned between the mask in front of his eyes to the picture...

the exact same thing....

Xisuma clapped his hands, causing everyone to shift their attention to him... even the cat who was currently near Mumbo...

"Everyone, it seems to be that either Grian knows something that we don't or there's a watcher in the server" The admin announced, the cat leapt onto the desk, pawing at a lose paper with the dates, times and magic usages written on it. Iskall came outta nowhere a picked it up, passing it over to Xisuma who re-read it.

"Correction, there must be a Watcher in our server" He corrected himself, looking at the cat who had tensed at his words.

something is wrong...

fairly wrong....

Stress pointed over to the corner where Xisuma had gotten the mask "soo that's all Watcher clothing..?", he in return nodded "has anyone seen Grian?". He looked across everyone who just shook there heads or gave him a no, he frowned "I don't think he is safe in his base anymore... with this under his floor..." He reasoned. 

The cat leapt onto Xisuma's shoulder, pouncing at the mask and book in hand, once they hit the floor; he dragged them away into another corner. Xisuma hissed "Hey!", Stress walked over to the cat in the corner, leaning down to the cat who's fur spiked up. Cat hissed at her, backing up a lot with the mask and book "Maybe the cat knows something" She muttered before sitting on her knees. She placed her hands into her lap, letting her palms show, the cat calmed down and sat down.

Most of the hermits watched from a distance, Iskall sat down beside her, watching as the cat brought a picture that was slammed between a few pages. it was a random picture of Grian, because plot, the cat showed the picture in it's mouth then at the mask. The two stared, confused, the cat out the picture down then placed the mask down on top of Grian's face. "Wait, your saying..." Stress began just to get cut off by the cat nodding.

Stress and Iskall heard the sounds of Mumbo's hooves hitting the floor, causing the cat to scramble the mask and picture away from sight, Mumbo somehow caught sight of it so he knows now.

Stress and Iskall got up, nodding at the cat who was now putting the book's cover over the picture of Grian. "We should leave" Stress called out, walking away from the cat and to the desk. Xisuma tilted his helmeted head "why?" "weelllll we don't know when the Watcher might show up" Stress lied, the helmeted hybrid's eyes flattened "well we should take a few of these books in my opinion, they could be used to destroy hermitcraft". Iskall shook their head "but if a Watcher finds out that we stole a few of them, something worse could possibly happen", The admin sighed, shrugging "alright... everyone, we're heading out".

After they left, the cat sat in the desk, mask and book piled beside him, suddenly he felt himself shift back. His wings leaned across the desk, careful to not push anything off, he stared at the dark room with the only light being the doorway. He was quite surprised to not see any mobs spawn in here due to the darkness...

Grian got up, circling the desk in thought before heading to the water pool enterance, He flicked a lever he'd placed at the near bottom; the light soon was concealed and a redstone lamp near the desk produced the remaining light. Grian walked back over, leaning over his desk, He looked at his hands before collecting his volume from the desk and bringing it over to the floor. Along the way, he brought his mask, a few candles and a photo... it was one that the others had asked to be taken at the start of the season. 

Grian grabbed a red coloured marker, tracing another circle onto the floor, connecting smaller circles to the sides. He carefully placed the items into the circles minus the candles, they were placed on the sides outside of the red marker. He let his fingers catch fire, leaning them to the candles who had started burning. Grian sat there, placing his hands together and spreading his fingers apart then letting his head fall onto them, muttering words.

A burst of energy ran throughout Hermitcraft, creating a stronger barrier..

but what they didn't know is that

it was already here