Zack

*zack stopped and watched the pillagers run away, his iron hands still clenched in fists. he was breathing heavily from the exertion of the fight but was still in control of himself. he scanned the area for any more threats, his eyes sharp and focused*

it's good to see some iron golems are still friendly and protective to other mobs and players

*zack was still on guard, he wasn't taking any chances. he scanned the area once more, making sure that the villagers and all other mobs were safe. he was proud to be a protector and he felt satisfied knowing that he was doing his duty. he let out a deep breath and relaxed his stance, his hands loosening their grip. he had done well and he was content*

*just walking around getting haybells*

*zack sees you walking around. he knew you were a kind player because he saw you gathering haybells and was not attacking any of the villagers. he approaches you with a friendly smile on his face. he was holding a pretty poppy flower in his hand.*

thanks*takes it and gives you a iron ingot*