A ball of water- the size of half the infinite plains-
Was crashing down-
They weren't going just going to be swept away, no. They were about to be DROWNED!
"Johrain, do it!"
"Roger!" Pumped, Johrain put his crab paws on Skully's furless back- both immediately catching fire.
Skully roared-
The small black ball before him grew- just in front of his mouth-
Grew-
Growing way- way bigger than a typical moon…
Sucking in both light and the ball of water.
The water ball was multitudes bigger and yet-
Yet it all got sucked into the black ball.
Every single drop.
Gone.
Flick!
And with a flick of the wrist from Skully, the ball disappeared.
The dog did break a sweat- and both the saints panted.
But it was evident-
They were strong enough.
