Chapter 58
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"It's either an extremely long vine that got caught in the Sea Lord's throat," Astaroth speculated. "Or it's some form of stomach bile acid that will disintegrate me on touch."
"Either way, it's now or never."
He had no idea when that vine or acid stream would suddenly be caught off, so it really was now or never.
But with gravity pushing him downward at extreme speeds, it was far easier said than done to do what he proposed inside his mind. Yet, if there was a way, there was a how.
|Water Dominion|
Astaroth used this ability to control some droplets of falling water that had yet to dry up. He then had them slowly flow toward him and slip under his body. While having them stay there, he continued to gather more and more of the water.
Although it was a long shot, Astaroth believed that he could make somewhat of a water glider. Practical, yet also seemingly impossible.
