Burn

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.