Dawn brought chaos. Magneto returned, hovering above, metal shards orbiting him. Behind him, Sentinels loomed—upgraded, their comics-inspired designs sleeker, deadlier. "Your resistance ends here," he declared.Bill faced him, Steve template active. "Not today." He'd prepped—bunkers, traps, a moat of Lily's fire. The X-Men flanked him, Clara and Lily safe below.Magneto ripped the iron turrets apart, but Bill countered, crafting replacements from stone, hurling TNT blocks—explosions rocking the Sentinels. Lily emerged, fire blazing, melting a robot's leg. "I can fight too, Dad!""Stay sharp," he called, switching to Iron Man for aerial strikes, then Steve to rebuild. Magneto sneered, bending Bill's sword, but Bill punched the ground, crafting a diamond blade—unreal in Marvel, real here.A Sentinel grabbed Clara, pulling her from the bunker. Bill's fear spiked, comics visions of mutant deaths flashing.
"Template: Wolverine. Engaging."He slashed its arm, freeing her, then used Steve to craft a piston trap, crushing the machine. Magneto descended, magnetic waves pinning Bill. "You're nothing."Bill's defiance roared—Hulk's strength broke the hold, Steve's ingenuity built a cage around Magneto. Lily's fire sealed it, and the X-Men drove the Sentinels back. Magneto tore free, retreating with a glare. "This war isn't over."Bill collapsed, templates fading. Clara and Lily rushed to him, hugging tight. "We held," Clara whispered."Barely," Bill said, comics' warnings—Apocalypse next?—looming. "But we're together."The system chimed:
"Host emotional state: Exhausted but victorious. Steve template fully integrated. Objective: Fortify for future threats."Bill looked at his family, their fortress standing. Minecraft's Steve had given them an edge, but the Marvel world's shadows grew darker. He'd build, fight, endure—for them.