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Crash! Crash! Crash!
The heavy rain poured down, instantly drenching Airavata into a soaked chicken.
Not only this one, but also the antelopes and mountain goats on the shore were thoroughly soaked by the rainwater, emitting sizzling sounds as streams of black smoke drifted out of their fur.
Garuda's mouth curled up, raising his right hand and pointing arrogantly at the white elephant.
"Airavata!"
"Why aren't you hastening to your asceticism!"
Garuda commanded loudly.
Upon hearing this, Airavata shook its trunk and obediently trotted out of the lake.
Bleat! Bleat!
The antelopes and goats immediately made cheerful sounds.
The Water God's mount, Makara, slowly swam back from the heart of the lake, watching Airavata's retreating figure and couldn't help but let out a 'boom boom' laugh, its crocodile head facing the sky as it spurted out a column of water that turned into a misty spray.
Crash! Crash! Crash!
