Minecraft Stories #47: Back To The Digiverse, Part 3
I stared at the glowing block in awe. "Hebious Jebinious," I said. I accessed the table and placed my magma sword in the middle of the grid. I placed lava buckets around it and then water buckets. A brilliant flash came from it and I lifted it off the table. I let out a low whistle. My sword was now encased in obsidian. Through a crack I could see the blazing hot magma. I swiped the ground with it, and the blade easily parted the dirt. Mark stepped up to the table and placed his emerald shield on it. He surrounded it with stone and obsidian. Another flash. Mark's shield now was almost tripled in durability and blocking effectiveness. I punched it as hard as I could and ended up falling onto the soft grass, clutching my fist. Mark didn't even notice. He smiled and waved his shield around. I whacked his shield as hard as I could. Nothing, not even a tiny crack. He turned to me. "Looks like it's time to go worm hunting."