He made it through the the portal, watching it snap close behind him - two teammates still trapped on the other side.

The blonde leaned against the cave wall. His leather Ocelot jacket clinging to his body - he was out of breath - sharply breathing. He didn’t look at the group.. only away.

He felt guilty - he froze up back there, the witherstorm was scary and destructive.. he felt like it was his fault that he couldn’t help. His body exhausted, he sunk down onto the concrete floor.