«The command block»

✧ ───────── ✧ «The Order of the Stone had came back from another adventure, and while the others were tired, they not as rattled as the leader, Soren the Architect was. One of the others had nearly died and only lived because of Soren secretly using his command block to give that person more health. While he was thankful they lived, the close call gave him a strong scare. What if he didn’t have his command block? What if he couldn’t pull it out in time like he did? Will something like this happen again, and if so will he be lucky enough to save the others again?» ✧ ───────── ✧

«These thoughts started flooding his brain and anytime he tried to focus on getting rid of one thought another would quickly replace that one. Soren took a deep breath as he tried to calm himself while walking down the halls of the temple of the Order. It felt like his ribs were tightening around his lungs and heart that were starting to ache inside his chest. One breath came in sharp and quicker then wanted before the next did the same. His hands with the open fingered grey gloves would clench and unclench whole he sped walked down the hall. The ringing in his ears only intensified while his thoughts continued to race and breaths speed up.»