Diary of an 8-Bit Warrior: From Seeds to Swords

Diary of an 8-Bit Warrior: From Seeds to Swords — page 7
The sweat on my brow I was just sweating in advance simply forcing my body to cool itself for the possible heated battle ahead My face was pale because it was trying to blend in with the cobblestone wall behind me That’s ninja stuff right there As for my scrunched-up mouth um I was about to make a really scary battle cry No scared villager here I walked toward the wall of my room wielding my pickaxe I didn’t want to mine from the outside because I didn’t want anyone to see what I was up to If anyone saw me swinging away at my own house they’d certainly watch and then they’d see whatever mob was in there and there’d be a new incident The funny thing was my hands were shaking a lot I began swinging at the cobblestone wall Each swing seemed to take forever My heart was pounding in my chest That was because I was so excited Yes excited What kind of mob will it be I wondered By the sound of it I thought it might have been a baby ghast Still I’d never seen a ghast before only read about them As far as I knew they could only be found in the Nether Also there was no such thing as a baby ghast and a normal ghast wouldn’t fit in a room like that 6