Water. Boiling water.
Zero felt very uncomfortable when Venn's energy joined his dormant pool in the void. It was as if someone poured spicy wine into his jar of honey. Thankfully, like his stomach, it didn't take long for Venn's energy to be neutralised and converted into something more tolerable.
Zero heaved slightly at the effort it took to keep Venn's temperament under control. He could feel it affecting his judgement already. The brunet closed his eyes and tried to dismiss the unusual annoyance he felt for the two green mist clouds. It was difficult to hear himself think with the two noisy divine fragments circling him and whispering into his ears.
