Michael and his five siblings tried to correct themselves in the air as their bodies plummeted towards the ground, but because of the poison running along their bodies, they were disoriented and unfocused.
The very most that they were able to accomplish was slowing their fall speed from a plummet to a hard fall.
Once the six of them hit the ground, they all groaned audibly as they wrestled with the adverse effects of the venom.
"What manner of water... is this!?"
"M-My eyes, I can't see straight!"
Michael, unlike the rest of his siblings believed he might have held a remedy for this toxin.
Through his eyes that were burning and red with irritation, he stared into his palm and watched as a spark of golden flame flickered to life.
Clutching it tightly in his fist, he struck his hand against his chest and let the flame course throughout his body.
And to his elation, it worked..! ...Sort of.
