It was then that Steve saw it. The magnificent, graceful ender dragon. Jean?. Just like his name was Steve?. Jean? (the ender dragon) was beautiful, with her long, black tail and leathery wings, her purple eyes and her poisonous ender acid.
"You're not going to kill her, are you?" Steve asked Alex.
"Of course not," Alex said. "I'm finding the Wither.
"How do you know the Wither is here?"
"Steve, there's only three dimensions. The Nether, the overworld, the end. The wither wasn't in the Nether nor the overworld, so he has to be here."
Behind him, Steve sensed the dragon. "You're wrong, girl," the dragon said.
"What do you mean I'm wrong?" Alex asked, surprised.
"There are four dimensions."
"But.."