The sillouet of a man stood on the hill, watching.
Her body lay on the ground below, almost life-less. "She'll wake.", he whisper's. The other man near him smirked. "How can you be so sure?" The first man just keeps his eyes on the girl. "Because I know everything." His pure, white, pupel-less eyes narrow. Just as the girl squirms, the second man smirks again. "You really do know everything, dont you, hero-brine." Hero-brine just nodded. "Of course. I am Minecraftia itself."